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.

with complexity, unsettling me. I gripped his

voice was so weak, his words

storms in his life, always with clarity

of your mother," Herschel

girl who was a

I never

be happy in another world by

mom must have been beautiful, then," I said

smiled faintly. "Yes, your mother was... she was also

Jacqueline, right?" I

you... are a

regret and guilt

I'm happy now. Ernest treats me well," I didn't want

reply, just

first saw me, his gaze

tell me, and Conrad had flown me here

this

we only had two minutes, so I asked, "Herschel, what did

"Stop looking

that this was what Herschel wanted

the dryness in my throat. "Why? Herschel, why can't

I want you to be

did my happiness have to