No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 115



I made my way back to the office, and there was Conrad, just my luck.

"Mr. Wagner, here's my resignation letter. I've also submitted my notice through the HR app on my phone," I said, handing over the letter I had drafted long ago.

Conrad barely glanced at the letter before tossing it onto his desk, looking at me with a mixture of annoyance and disdain. "Felicia, this is getting more absurd every day."

He accused me of making a scene, though in all the time I'd known him, I'd never once caused a fuss.

Initially, because I lived under his roof, I felt I had no right to complain. Then, as I fell for him, I didn't dare to. Before my parents' accident, I was their little princess, accustomed to getting my way-a bit of a drama queen, you might say. But after joining the Wagner family, the very notion of making a scene just vanished from my life.

"Do I seem like someone who makes a fuss? When have I ever caused trouble for you?" I asked calmly.

Conrad opened his mouth to respond but seemed at a loss for words.

To you, I'm just a

that, you really are ungrateful," Conrad

never thought he was wrong, so

"Yeah, call me

I wronging you?" Conrad seemed ready to dive into

so perfect, and here I am, breaking up with you.

nerve. His face turned a shade

or do will

hand, previously resting on the table, began to tap impatiently. "Felicia, don't think I don't know why you're acting this way. It's

to pin some blame

Ernest, haven't you?" Conrad asked bluntly, convinced of his own

denying his baseless accusations, I retorted,

from his chair, "Are

so he was

checked,

Conrad blurted out, surprising