No More Waiting, She Chooses Love novel Chapter 13

"Let's eat together!" Conrad didn't even ask for my opinion before agreeing.

Haley sat down, eyeing the dish with desire. "Grilled salmon, eh? I've been craving it lately."

"How about we add a serving of foie gras for you?" Conrad's manner of speaking was utterly natural.

"And let's top it off with a dessert. I want frozen yogurt with strawberry sauce. For my drink, I'll have orange juice," Haley finished, then turned to me, "Felicia, would you like some orange juice, too?"

"No, thanks. I'll stick with water," I replied, biting the foie gras on my fork.

It tasted smooth and delicate, with a hint of creaminess.

"Rad, is the foie gras you've brought me before from here, too?" Haley's question made me pause mid-bite.

I looked at him, noticing his slightly awkward expression, "Yeah."

No wonder he knew the foie gras at the restaurant was good. It turned out he had bought it for others multiple times, and it was only my first time, his guilty attempt at compensation.

Suddenly, the foie gras in my mouth tasted awful and felt nearly impossible to swallow.

"No wonder I felt the foie gras smelled familiar as I passed by," Haley said with a laugh, looking at Conrad. The tenderness in her eyes was like a net, making me suffocated.

She then looked at me again. "Felicia, Rad must have brought you here often since he knows the foie gras is good and has brought some for me."

It was like stabbing me wasn't enough. Haley had to twist the knife, too. That was the exact feeling I had at that moment.

My words made Conrad pause, with the fork halfway to the plate, making the atmosphere awkward.

Haley looked at Conrad and spoke considerately, "Rad, you don't have to serve me. I can do it myself."

Conrad placed the salmon back on his plate but then took mine and carefully removed the bones before putting a piece on my plate. I had choked on a fish bone before, and since then, Conrad would remove the bones for me whenever he was around.

Conrad always had this way of balancing things with a slap followed by a sweet gesture.

"Felicia, Rad is good to you," Haley remarked.

"He should be. I’m his fiancée. Who else would he be good to?" I said, taking a bite of the salmon and sipping water before continuing, "If he's this nice to someone else, that would be wrong, wouldn't it, Haley?"