No More Waiting, She Chooses Love novel Chapter 57

Haley's scheme was busted wide open by me, and her face turned red from embarrassment.

Yet, she tried to keep her composure, playing the misunderstood heroine. "Do you think something is going on between me and Rad?"

Was it for others to decide if something was going on? Didn't she know what she was up to?

Thanks to my refined nature, I couldn't bring myself to say something nasty. But Haley's eyes brimmed with tears. "I never thought people's minds could be so filthy."

She was acting all high and mighty.

"Felicia, Rad is a great guy. If you can't trust him, that alone means you don't deserve him," Haley said, clearing her agenda.

She was saying I wasn't good enough for Rad. So, she had more to say. I kept quiet, watching her perform.

As expected, she dabbed at her tears. "Felicia, are you seriously giving up on Rad?"

This woman was setting a trap. Did she think I was born yesterday?

I couldn't help but mock. "So, if I say I'm done with Conrad, you'll just happen to take him?"

Haley's face stiffened, her lips pressed together tightly, a perfect picture of vulnerability and beauty. If I were a man, I might have fallen for that act.

"Rad deserves to be cherished," Haley finally admitted her feelings.

My gaze dropped to her flat belly before moving to her flats. "It looks like you're eager to cherish Rad. But do you think you're the right match?"

Haley's expression soured, her hands gripping the fabric of her dress.

"I returned yesterday and had some issues to take care of at the amusement park, so I didn't get to tell you," I explained as I kicked off my shoes and made myself comfortable in Fanny's living room.

"Workaholic," Fanny playfully teased me.

I sat on the couch, picked a fresh orange from the table, and started peeling it. I handed half to Fanny and stuffed the other half into my mouth.

Staying up late wasn't unusual for me, but it always left me feeling parched, as if I could never drink enough water to quench my thirst.

"Did you come back alone?" Fanny asked, her question loaded with implications.

I just laughed, "What else?"

"What about your love life?" Fanny asked as she poured me a glass of water.