No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 129



So there we were, standing awkwardly as Jacqueline, despite any reservations, seemed to agree to my suggestion with a nod. "Felicia, in my heart, you're as good as my own daughter."

The words felt hollow. If that were truly the case, she wouldn't entertain the thought of me and Dustin being an item. But then again, it might have been Dustin's idea since he's already made his feelings for me crystal clear.

"Sure, let's plan for a little get-together with Dustin and Conrad when they're free. We can have a small ceremony, kind of like an informal adoption," I proposed, noticing Jacqueline's eyes flickering with something unreadable.

Clearly, she wasn't thrilled with the idea of officially considering me her daughter. However, with the decade of kindness she's shown me, I didn't want to overthink it.

"Okay," she agreed, her voice barely above a whisper.

After dropping her off, I ran into Conrad, who was the epitome of casual with a baseball cap and jersey, a far cry from his usual CEO demeanor. He reminded me of the vibrant him I once fell for.

I remembered those high school days when he'd sneak out on his motorcycle, the thrill of it all. The time he took me for a ride, I was terrified yet exhilarated, clinging to him like my life depended on it. It was the closest I'd ever been to him.

me afterwards, "Holding on so tight, were

for suits, transforming from the carefree youth

attire, stirred something within me, though I knew he wasn't the same person

baseball cap he is wearing now is just to cover up the injury on

of a fight yesterday? You're here for round two?" Conrad

have the audacity to say?

if you

beat me to death. Am I born to you or is she born to you?" Conrad is a serious

actual daughter. You just had to show up, didn't you?"

distance," Conrad retorted, wrapping an arm around Jacqueline in a

couldn't help but feel envious. If only my parents were here,

life is devoid of

their closeness, I turned

Conrad called out, "I

talk about," I replied, fearing my patience might snap if he provoked me further. I was starting to