No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 173



Standing at the door with a rigid expression that mirrored mine was Conrad.

Ever since we broke up, it seemed that every encounter we had was designed to make the other's blood boil.

At the moment, I was joking around and laughing with Ernest, while Haley followed closely by his side.

So much for Conrad's claims of having cut ties with Haley. Men's promises can be as flimsy as a house of cards, truly.

I quickly averted my gaze from Conrad, thinking that some sights are better left unseen. Out of sight, out of mind, as they say.

Ernest, acting as if nothing was amiss, took my hand but didn't try to take my phone. Instead, he said, "Let's take a better picture some other day."

The suggestion was laden with possibilities.

It also carried an air of casual intimacy typical of a couple.

Conrad took a few large steps towards me and commanded, "Felicia, come outside with me."

His tone was authoritative, the demeanor of someone used to getting their way.

And there was Haley, right by his side, his insistence completely disregarding her presence.

him as I replied, "I'm

I had to accompany Ernest

a move like he was about to snatch me up, but Ernest got in there, stopping his hand. Then they were locked in this

just a quiet

treatment. Though he could easily take Conrad down, any physical altercation would mean his

as I was the spark that could further inflame the situation, I didn't intervene. It would only worsen things. Haley looked as if she had swallowed a fly, her expression souring by the second. I let out a scoff, "Aren't you going to take him away?" Haley hesitated, but upon locking eyes with me, visibly

at Conrad, "Rad, I'm not feeling well. We need to get to the

for

?

woman, this was unusual. After all,

child.

nurse called out, "Who's here for the

was late at night, and the infusion

her

glanced at her belly, and Haley clung tighter to Conrad, feigning weakness,

she managed to divert his

tell Conrad was seething, seemingly ready to

allowed his rage to subside

golden boy accustomed to everyone bending a his will. It was

anyone, yet

Haley, he seemed almost