No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 810

In that moment, holding the fire extinguisher, I was ready to go down with him if I had to.

Dustin had lost his mind. He was like a ticking time bomb, ready to take everyone down with him.

"Felicia," Conrad called my name softly, like he was trying to talk me down from doing something rash.

I knew his concern wasn't for Dustin's safety, but for mine.

Yet, my threat didn't faze Dustin one bit. He looked at us with disdain, as if we were a bunch of helpless fools.

And why wouldn't he? Conrad was weakened by whatever Dustin had done to him, our housekeeper was too old to put up a fight, and I was pregnant. Dustin had every reason to feel invincible.

"Felicia, you need to be smart about this," Dustin said, his voice dripping with false concern. "You know the only way to keep your family safe is to come with me. You don't want your child to grow up without parents, or worse, never get a chance to see this vibrant world."

"Just hand over what Ernest gave you, and I promise you'll live a life of luxury and security. You can stay here or move wherever you please."

He was still trying to tempt me with promises.

"Dustin, if I did that, how could I ever face my child? How could I live knowing their happiness was built on someone else's misery, on a dirty deal? My child would hate me for it."

flutter in my belly. It was impossible, of course this little one had only been with us for a

a surprise gift from above, a result of

snorted, "Well, if that's how you feel, there's

hands, and the sound of hurried footsteps filled the room as

them under control. No one leaves this house until tomorrow's plan

in the air, the

sensed something was off, and Dustin did too. His face

What was happening?

the tension, "Since when do Mr. Wagner's

I turned

wearing a black

stepping into collar popped-ey force to be reckoned

jacket,

him here, and his

Fanny's voice called

nodded respectfully at Sinclair. "Mr. Sinclair,

Fanny, who