No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 5



He gripped my wrist so hard that it hurt.

Conrad was furious. Was he jealous?

No sooner had the thought crossed my mind than Conrad released my hand, his gaze icy. "Felicia, is this how you retaliate because of something I said?"

I was shocked, not expecting him to interpret the situation like that. "I didn't. I..." My attempt at clarification got cut off mid-sentence.

"Did you touch him? Did you touch him there?" Conrad clenched his jaw tight, his eyes fierce as if ready to devour someone.

That side of him was rare. He was jealous. At that moment, the irritation I felt dissipated quite a bit, realizing he did care about me. If he saw me only as a sister or a friend, he wouldn't mind me touching another man.

"No," I denied again.

Then, Jimmy emerged, whistling at me, "Hey, woman, flirting with my future brother-in-law now?"

People said one could expect nothing from a dog but a bark. Jimmy was talking bullshit.

When seeing how Jimmy looked at me, I couldn't help but wonder what terrible luck had led me to this nemesis.

Looking at Haley approaching with her moon-like beauty and recalling her touching Conrad, I instinctively looped my arm through Conrad's. But I could immediately feel his muscles tense up.

"And you talk nonsense," Haley came over, pinching Jimmy.

She stood before me and Conrad, her face full of apology. "Conrad, Felicia, I'm so sorry."

"It's not your fault," Conrad said, turning to Jimmy, "If you cause trouble again, no one will bail you out."

"Hmph," Jimmy glared at Conrad. "And who are you to say that? If you agreed to be my sister's husband, I'd listen to you."

"Jimmy!" Haley scolded, hitting him again.

Jimmy dodged, saying, "Haley, he's obviously into you. Why else would he spend day and night taking care of you?"

As I clung to Conrad's arm, it

dawned on me. All those times he was away from home, leaving the office for hours, were spent accompanying the woman before me

She was his buddy's widow, and it was right for him to look after her after the tragedy. But did it necessitate such constant care to the point of causing

misunderstandings?

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Haley's cheeks flushed as she hit Jimmy harder.

Defiant and rebellious, the seventeen-year-old boy raised his hand out of reflex, causing Haley to stumble and fall.

I felt a shove and nearly lost my balance. By the time I steadied myself Conrad had already rushed to Haley's side, kneeling to catch her Haley, are you okay? Are you hurt?"

"My stomach hurts, Conrad," Haley's voice was weak, her hand gripping his arm tightly.

"Don't be afraid. I'll take you to the hospital. Don't worry," Conrad's voice trembled with panic.

I stood there, frozen like a statue, watching Conrad rush with an urgency I'd never seen before. And it was all for another woman.

Holding Haley, Conrad shouted for me to drive the car. I remained motionless.

"Hurry up. If anything happens to my sister, I'll fucking make you pay!" Jimmy came over, menacingly pulling at me. The moment he touched me, something snapped, and I lashed out, slapping him across the face. "Don't touch me."

A clear handprint marked Jimmy's face, and everyone in the car froze, especially Jimmy, who was utterly stunned.