No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 695

I didn't answer but instead turned the question back on him. "Conrad, how did you know about the car accident?"

Upon hearing that I was unharmed, he released me and leaned against the doorframe. "Of course, I knew because I..." He paused, giving a wry smile, "...because I had someone watching over you." Watching over me? So, he had someone tailing me.

The thought that my every move was being monitored stirred a wave of inexplicable anger within me. I sneered, "Well, your guy did a fantastic job, didn't he? I almost got hit, and I didn't see him rushing to my rescue." "Yes, I've already fired him," Conrad admitted, looking at me again. "I'm having someone investigate who hit you."

That was a relief. It saved me the trouble of doing it myself. "Let me know when you find out."

Conrad fell silent, just standing there, looking utterly exhausted.

I didn't want to prolong this encounter, especially since I wasn't alone in the house.

"Conrad, it's getting late. You should head back," I urged him to leave.

"I don't want to go back," he shook his head. "Felicia, ever since we broke up, I can't bear being at home. I don't want to go back."

don't talk, and the atmosphere is just suffocating. It's nothing like the

realized how precious it was to have a family that laughs and talks together. Now

realize what they had once it's gone. It's a cliché, but only those who've experienced

come to this? I don't want this," Conrad said, looking at me. "Felicia, I wish I

sounded naive. Rebirth and time travel were things of novels and TV shows,

won't get a do-over. So, you might

"A present without you feels like

never truly loved me. Now, I suddenly realized I might have misjudged him. Maybe he had

suffering was

he now realized he loved me, what good was it? I didn't love him

you'll just have to endure. Once you get through this tough period, it won't hurt as much," I told him,

love, of a prodigal who wants to return but

these years, I knew him well. So, before he could

is your heart so hard? Why do you torment

overthinking