No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 401

Chapter 401

Chapter 401



Herschel's struggle to speak was so palpable that tears instantly flooded my eyes.

I had seen Herschel in many lights - bold, towering, a force to be reckoned with. But never like this, so frail and diminished.

"Don't cry, Felicia... don't cry," Herschel said, mustering his strength to lift his hand, aiming to wipe away my tears.

I clasped his hand firmly, using my own shirt to dab at my eyes instead.

Wait!

The shirt wasn't mine; it belonged to Conrad.

He had whisked me away from the hotel, at a time when I was merely in my pajamas. Once we got into his car, he offered his jacket to me.

I had wanted to refuse, but clad only in a spaghetti strap nightgown, I wasn't in a state to meet anyone. So, I accepted, and had been wearing it ever since.

"Yeah, no more tears," I said, lifting my tear-streaked face, managing a strained smile.

me. I gripped his hand tighter. "Herschel, you're going to be okay.

own body," Herschel's voice was so weak,

in his life, always

remind me of your mother," Herschel suddenly

was

I never exchanged

in

must have been beautiful, then," I said with a

smiled faintly. "Yes, your mother

right?" I

"Felicia, you... are a good kid. You

regret and guilt about

I didn't want

reply, just watched

entered, since he first saw me,

he mentioned he had something to tell me, and Conrad had

this

had two minutes, so I asked, "Herschel, what did you want to

called me, "Stop looking into

shocked that this was what Herschel wanted

a moment, I swallowed the dryness in my

eyes flickered briefly. "Because... I

have to do with investigating my parents'