No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 799

"There's a fight going on outside!" someone shouted as they burst into the room, causing me to dash out in a hurry.

I ran outside just in time to see Allen's fist connecting with Conrad's face.

"Stop it, Allen! Stop!" I yelled, rushing over to pull him away.

With a swift motion, he shoved me aside, and I hit the wall with a loud thud. My head spun, everything inside feeling like it had been rattled out of place. It took me a moment to gather my wits.

Conrad, who hadn't thrown a punch until now, glanced over at me, concern etched on his face. "Felicia..."

The moment he called my name, he swung back at Allen, and the two of them were soon grappling like two wild dogs.

I rubbed my aching head as I watched them go at it, unsure of what else to do but call for security.

By the time they were pulled apart, both of them were worse for wear. Conrad had a nosebleed that wouldn't quit, and he was pinching his nose, tilting his head back as if trying to stop the flow.

Though I was curious about why they started brawling, Conrad's bleeding worried me more. I went over to him, "Conrad, you need to see a doctor."

He didn't budge but instead asked, "Are you okay?"

nodded, insisting, "Let

stop

to argue further when Allen shouted, "You

his mom lost in that fire? Why was he demanding her from

the hell's wrong

me a

he's lost it,"

faded into the background as we walked, but Conrad's nose continued to bleed profusely. The tissues he

Sping onto his hands.

faint at the sight. "Conrad, this isn't stopping. You might have a

into a nearby bench, eyes closed, head tilted

the blood loss, a

there, see a doctor,"

stubborn, refusing to move. I didn't know why he resisted medical help, but he couldn't go on bleeding like this. I rushed to find a

with a doctor in tow, Allen

fight, and

can't find your mom, go to the police. Stop acting like a

just came closer with an unsettling intensity that set off alarms in my

grabbed me around the waist and hoisted me over his shoulder, carrying me like a sack of