No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 197



Speaking without thinking, that's a real problem.

As soon as the words left my mouth, I realized I'd stepped in it big time. I was scrambling to think of a way to smooth things over when Ernest just said, "Okay."

Wait, what? He agreed? Just like that? No making a fuss to save face? No macho refusal to borrow money from me?

But Ernest didn't refuse. He must really be strapped for cash. He probably really wants to get his sister the help she needs. Thinking about it, I couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy for the guy.

That feeling flashed by, and I immediately knew it was out of place. I cleared my throat, "Has your sister seen a doctor? If you have any medical records, give them to me. I might know someone who can help."

"Sure," he agreed.

Well, that left me with nothing more to say. So, I got up, saying, "Thanks for today. I'm heading out."

He looked at me, replying, "If you're feeling unwell again, give me a call."

"Yeah, sure," I replied with a smile, turning around and letting out a silent sigh of relief.

for like

the door, trying to catch my breath and calm my emotions. Before I could fully recover, my phone started buzzing like crazy. I walked back to my bedroom to pick

he was calling, and frankly, I wasn't in the mood to

that's when I noticed there were over twenty missed calls, all from Conrad except

call was probably Conrad's

calling non-stop, he must have something important to say. So, when he called again, I

voice was filled with anguish,

ignored him, and he chuckled bitterly, "Right, you don't want

stayed silent,

not

do you really want me anymore? We've been together for ten years. You've always liked

he knew. But he also took advantage of my feelings, didn't

talk to me. Tell me, is it really over? Can't we be together anymore?" As Conrad spoke, I could hear the sound of something being

didn't want to listen to his nonsense anymore, "Conrad, I'm

"Felicia, if I ended

was a

was

want me to end up

silence on the other end, as if the line had

a barrier, a weight on Conrad's heart he dared not face, and I had