No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 626



Conrad's gaze deepened as he looked at me, and I offered a faint smile, "You don't have to say it; I already know who it is."

"Who do you think it is?" he asked.

We locked eyes, but I remained silent.

Conrad sat up, looking like he was about to get out of bed. "Felicia, you don't think it's Dustin, do you? Are you with him to avenge Ernest?"

After years of being together, he still understood me.

"If not him, then who?" I pressed directly.

"Felicia, it can't be Dustin. How could you even think that? But as for who it really is, I can't say for sure. I mentioned there might be someone behind the scenes, but it was just a guess," Conrad backtracked.

I stayed calm, "If it's not him, that's even better. Being with him doesn't weigh me down."

Conrad froze, "Felicia..."

I sighed, "Conrad, we've known each other for ten years and were in love for four of them. Then, I fell in love with Ernest. I've experienced both unrequited love and love at first sight. Love is just that - loving someone is too exhausting. I want to try being loved for a change."

"Fine, you want to experience that, I get it. But it absolutely cannot be Dustin," Conrad objected strongly.

I chuckled softly, "Why can't it be him? Give me one reason."

Conrad looked like he'd been struck by lightning, "Felicia, you know the reason. Do you really want me to spell it out? He's my brother, and you were my fiancée. If you two were to get together, what would people think of me, of the Wagner family? How am I supposed to face you, to live with myself?"

I didn't respond right away, pausing for two seconds but still meeting his gaze, "So, for your ego and feelings, I should give up my happiness?" Conrad was left speechless, taking a long time to respond.

Seeing him like this, I softened my tone, "I'm telling you now as a heads-up, to give you some time to adjust."

"Could you maybe, out of pity for me, not be with him? Anyone but Dustin," Conrad's voice cracked.

"Anyone?" I scoffed lightly, "Then who do you suggest?"

Conrad fell silent again. I looked at his injured arm, stood up, and said, "Take care of yourself."

"Felicia," Conrad grabbed my hand as I was about to leave, "What about me? Could you consider me again?"

He looked up at me, "I admit I've

made many mistakes in the past

and I've been punished for them. But

you know I still love you. For you, I'd give up everything... even my life."

He paused, "Isn't it enough to find someone who loves you? Let me be that person. You don't need to love me back; you can continue loving Ernest."

His plea was humble to the core, unlike anything I'd seen from him before.

"Felicia, give me another chance, please," Conrad pleaded, pushing his face against the back of my hand

I stood there, looking out the window, "But you're no longer that fresh and exciting to me."

That might have been a harsh truth, but it was the reality, and it hit him hard.

He had betrayed me to chase after Haley, probably seeking the thrill of another woman's touch.

I didn't see Conrad's expression as he slowly let go of my hand.

Without saying more, I glanced back at him before leaving. He sat there, lifeless, as if his soul had been drained.

Leaving the hospital, I returned to the company.

Perhaps it was because I hadn't

been there in a while, or maybe it et

was just me, but the atmosphere didn't feel as bright as before

Back in my office, which was as neat as ever, it seemed someone had been keeping it clean in my absence.NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

"Director Hudson, back from your leave?" A young face peeked through the door, a recent graduate and unmistakably green. "Yeah, missed me?" I teased back, playing along.