No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 680

"Felicia, why are you in a wheelchair?"

Conrad Wagner's voice came from the side, and as I turned my head, I saw him and Sinclair Anderson approaching. One wore a white shirt, and the other a black one, their contrasting outfits catching the eye. "It's quite the crowd today," Fanny muttered under her breath.

And indeed, it was! Who would have thought such a small light show could attract so many people? I knew Fanny's comment stemmed from her reluctance to see Sinclair, but he was a client who had come specifically for this light show. Conrad strode over, eyeing my leg. "What happened?"

"Just scraped my knee, nothing serious," I replied lightly.

Conrad clearly didn't believe me, seeing as I was in a wheelchair. "Nothing serious, and you need a wheelchair?"

"Really, it's nothing. I can vouch for that. The wheelchair was your brother's overreaction; he said if Felicia didn't sit, he'd carry her," Fanny interjected, explaining the situation.

My best friend always had my back, effectively silencing Conrad, though his face darkened. Fanny didn't care about Conrad's mood. She would hold a grudge about him hurting me for a lifetime, never hesitating to speak up when necessary. "But this wheelchair is actually pretty handy. It really does help with Felicia's recovery."

Fanny paused. "In terms of being attentive and caring, Mr. Wagner does fall a bit short compared to your brother."

while Sinclair let out a chuckle, breaking the tension. "Where are you guys

declared, pushing me toward

the lighting effects, with the human light show being the only act involving people. Upon entering backstage, we were greeted by the

the faces, not the bodies,"

can we get a bit closer? It's hard

stage manager, a responsible person, spotted us and began

Ltd. I'm here to

to do the trick, given that I was the one footing the bill. "They're about to perform. If you have any instructions, make it quick," the stage manager said, stepping aside to let Fanny

allowing me to scrutinize

Fanny exclaimed upon spotting

at the face on stage that resembled

shook her head. "If he's not Ernest, then I must be seeing things.

I felt the

not. Ask him if

me," I suggested, want