No More Waiting, She Chooses Love novel Chapter 536

"It would hurt less this way."

It would lessen the pain, at least the part that came from him.

He stayed silent as I pushed him away and told him, "Just go."

If we were never meant to be, then his consolation was nothing but a temporary fix to a permanent problem.

Ernest's deep eyes darkened further, his jaw clenched, and his Adam's apple bobbed, "Take care."

With those words, he turned and left, the incessant ringtone of my phone finally ceased.

I closed my eyes, feeling a sharp pain swelling around them.

The phone started ringing again, persistent as if refusing to give up until I answered. Reluctantly, I opened my eyes and grabbed the phone, only to close them again at the displayed name.

It was Conrad calling.

But right now, I couldn't bring myself to answer. If the death of my parents could be traced back to my fault, then Conrad was the ultimate cause.

If it wasn't for his rare blood type, none of these tangled webs of love, hate, and obligations would have existed.

I ended his call and blocked him, including on social media.

My world finally quieted down, but I was left in a void of confusion.

This emptiness scared me, so I called Fanny Willis.

She showed up at my hospital room half an hour later, embracing me without asking any questions.

She took me home, insisted on a bath and bed, telling me to clear my mind and that we could deal with everything once I was feeling more stable.

But sleep seemed impossible, yet it overtook me after drinking a glass of water she handed me.

"I know, but that's exactly why I need to see her," Conrad insisted, then raised his voice towards me, "Felicia, let's talk."

"What's there to talk about? Can't you understand human language? Leave now, or I'm calling the cops," Fanny snapped at him.

"Let him speak," I finally said.

Fanny turned to me, disbelief in her eyes, as I headed towards the door, slipping on my shoes.

"Where do you think you're going like that?" Fanny worried over me, casting another wary glance at Conrad, "Fine, talk if you must. I have errands to run."

After saying that, she quickly slipped into her shoes, snatched up her phone, and headed out the door. Before leaving, she turned to Conrad with a stern warning, "Don't you dare upset her, or my scalpel might just ensure you never become a father."

Such harsh words, and she had never said anything like that when Conrad and I initially broke up.

With Fanny gone, Conrad finally turned to me and murmured, "Felicia..."