No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 166



Ever since I wasn't forced to sit down and write with Herschel, why would I ever pick up a pen on my own? Even though I'm not exactly young anymore, I'm just like a kid in elementary school when it comes to slacking off. If there's a chance to avoid work, you bet I'll take it.

"It's alright, just write. Whatever comes out, comes out," Herschel encouraged me, lifting the pen towards me again.

How could I refuse him then?

I had held the pen when we bought it, but the moment I took it from him, it felt significantly heavier. Maybe it was because of the ink, or maybe it was the weight of Herschel's expectations.

He hoped I could write as I used to, hoped that I could be as devoted to Conrad as before, so I would still be the little darling of the Wagner family.

As I started to write, my shaky hands, despite my best efforts, produced uneven strokes. I knew Herschel wasn't really interested in the quality of my writing, but rather in reading my heart through it.

"Seize the day!" Herschel read aloud from my writing.

He used words to express his thoughts, and I followed suit.

He didn't say anything more, just nodded, then looked at me with a serious expression, "Felicia, I wish you all the best."

He extended his hand towards me, intending for a handshake. But instead of shaking his hand, I gently hugged him. "Herschel, thank you."

my back, "I'm sorry for putting you through this.

earlier, refusing to admit any fault, yet here he

tears welled up

to look at my tear-filled eyes. "I'm aware of the mess Rad has made. I've had it dealt with. If he dares again,

and have him deal with Conrad's reckless behavior, but Herschel had addressed it before I even had

by blood, had developed a bond as close as any

thank you," I said,

him taking my side and protecting me, but also for his care and

me, "Don't do that. It makes me feel... like you

and Jacqueline will always

smiled. "That's right. I'll have

trekord with

I will

If

s it."

the first time the usually gentle and refined Herschel had

I'll make

patted my head, "Felicia, no matter whom you choose,

a real father to