No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 17



His face tensed up a little. "Under the circumstances last night, I was just worried about her. Aiden was the only child of his parents, and now, the baby in Haley's belly carries all the hopes of the Martin family. If something were to happen..."

He trailed off, but I got his point.

"So, from now on, anything related to her will be your top priority, right?" I asked, my tone icy.

Conrad was silent for a moment. "It'll be different once the baby is born."

I couldn't help but laugh. Turning my head just as the rising sun pierced my eyes, I looked at him, "Conrad, once the baby is born, there will be new troubles, like illness, accidents, etc. As long as you use this child as an excuse, you and Haley will always be connected, and I'll always be the one you leave behind."

Conrad was speechless at my words.

I made my stance clear. "Conrad, if we were married, I don't want a husband constantly looking after another woman."

"Felicia, give me some time. I'll sort this out," Conrad's eyes flickered with conflict.

"What's there to sort out? Haley's someone else's wife. Even if she needs care, it shouldn't be like this. And..." I paused, "Aiden has other friends like Jefferson and a few more. Why are you the only one so worried?"

Conrad's expression shook visibly. "Because only I was there when Aiden had his accident."

Hearing the pain in his voice and thinking about his guilt over Aiden's death, I pressed on, "Conrad, did you do something to Aiden that you feel guilty about?"

"Felicia," Conrad snapped coldly, "do we have to go down this path?"

"Yes, because it's affecting me now." I bit my lip. "friendship means so much to you, to the point where you must take care of his widow, let's break kup. That way, you won't be torn between me and Haley.

Loved

Besides, you're not interested in me, so why bother?"

Only when the words out did I realize how deeply Conrad's words had hurt me the other day.

"Felicia!" Conrad's anger reached its peak.

After a moment, he asked coldly, "Break up? Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure," I replied without hesitation.

"Fine, but don't you regret it," Saying that, Conrad turned and threw the white roses he was holding into the trash can.

He left, and watching the discarded white roses, a sting of pain in my eyes.

"Don't regret it," those words seemed to reveal his true thoughts, probably believing I could never move on from him. That must be why he felt he could hurt me over and over.

Even though Conrad and I had fallen out, I was still his assistant and had to continue working, albeit with one final task of handing over my duties.

I didn't quit right away because I was passionate about seeing the projects through, especially the amusement park project. It was my suggestion to build it, partly fueled by my desires.

Before my parents passed away in a

car accident, they would take me to amusement parks around the country, every year, making me a happy girl. My dad had even said one day, he'd build an amusement park for me. Unfortunately, they never got the chance.

A year ago, when Conrad acquired a new piece of land and was discussing its potential uses, I propose building an amusement park. To my surprise, he agreed and put me in charge of it. For that, I was grateful to him. He helped fulfill my father's wish.

I had even hoped to ride the Ferris wheel with Conrad once the amusement park was completed and tell my parents not to worry about me and that I was doing well, loved, and cared for. But it seemed that dream would never come true.