No More Waiting, She Chooses Love novel Chapter 121

Haley stood there, awkward and embarrassed, unable to muster a single word in response to my words. It was a discomfort she had brought upon herself.

"Ms. Perez, if there's nothing else, you might want to head home early. You're carrying a precious load, and any mishap would be unfortunate," I said, my words more of a genuine caution than sarcasm.

She had her reasons for wanting to keep the baby, so she ought to be more cautious, instead of wandering around recklessly, even venturing into places as hazardous as amusement parks.

Unless, deep down, she didn't want the child at all.

This thought crossed my mind, sending a shiver through me. I looked at Haley's face, still flushed with the humiliation I had inflicted, but nothing more revealed itself.

Having said what I needed to and vented my frustrations, I turned to leave.

"Do you really no longer love Rad? You don't want to be with him anymore?" Haley's voice trailed after me.

I laughed, not bothering to look back, "Sure, he's all yours."

But I doubted she could truly hold on to him.

Conrad's childish antics in recent days had shown me he still harbored feelings for me, oblivious as he was when in the throes of this affection. Now that we were apart, his attempts to seek attention were all the more apparent.

It seemed his interest in Haley was more impulse than genuine affection.

But even so, it was something I couldn't forgive.

I, Felicia, only want a man who is devoted to me wholeheartedly.

And my man can't have ambiguous relationships with others. If he does, he's no longer mine.

"Then you should stop contacting him, better yet, don't even see him," Haley's words left me speechless.

Instead of lying down, Deborah hugged me, "Felicia, please come back. It's not the same without you."

I patted her head, "No pain, no gain. Go take a bath and hit the sack."

"I'm too tired to bathe. I just want to sleep," she protested, but her mood soured further upon seeing the paused series on my phone. "Felicia, that's just cruel."

I offered her a comforting smile, "Be patient. Once you're done with work, you can binge-watch to your heart's content."

Deborah huffed but still mentioned before heading to her room, "Mr. Collins wants to see you."

"I heard," I acknowledged, having caught Ernest's message earlier.

"Felicia, I've suddenly realized Mr. Collins isn't cute at all. I've officially gone from fan to hater," Deborah's parting words made me chuckle, a clear sign she had felt overworked by Ernest's demands throughout the day.