No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 116



Conrad's grip on me tightened. "I've already explained it. I was hammered, got all mixed up in the head."

"Mess up once, and you can mess up again. And with me, some mistakes are unforgivable," I reiterated firmly.

"Stop acting all holier-than-thou," Conrad cursed.

His behavior only deepened my disappointment. I even doubted my past self-was I out of my mind to fall for such a jerk?

"Felicia, you just want to leave me to mess around with other women. Don't think I don't know," he still had the nerve to argue.

I was exhausted from arguing with him. "If that's what you think, then fine. I know you, Conrad, you're all about pride and can't stand betrayal. So let this unfaithful woman go; let me walk away. It'd be better for both of us."

But my attempt at saving myself only angered him more. He leaned down to kiss me.

I desperately tried to dodge him, especially repulsed by the thought of his lips on Haley's. The more I resisted, the angrier Conrad got. He pinned me down on the table, his hand sneaking under my clothes. "You don't want me kissing you, who then? Ernest? Did you sleep with him, huh?"

His vile words and crazed actions filled me with both shame and fear.

along my waist, I grabbed something

loud thud, and Conrad's intrusive hand halted. He looked at me, shocked, as

drop was about to fall into my eye when I

my eye, then slid down, tracing the

voice echoed in my ear, "Felicia,

his weight lifted off me, and

saw Conrad holding

shook, barely keeping me upright

Wagner, you're bleeding..." I heard Ivan's

snapped back, followed by the

eyes, drained, and when I reopened them, I made sure no colleague would see my disheveled stat as I headed to the break room in Conrad's

before the

still on my

it were tears

from

eyes.

eyes. Conte Do.

a wet wipe before quickly leaving Conrad's office and