No More Waiting, She Chooses Love novel Chapter 801

"I don't want to get involved in this mess. You're resourceful, aren't you? Figure it out yourself," she said, tugging at Nancy. "Come on, can't you see Mr. Clark is busy? He doesn't have time to entertain you."

"But I want to play! If he can't, then you play with me," the little girl pleaded, her charm hard to resist.

"Fine, you stay here and pester him. I've got things to do," Shirley let go of Nancy's hand and headed inside, turning back to Allen with a smirk. "Make sure you keep an eye on things this time."

Shirley walked away with a confident stride, leaving me in disbelief. She's always been a wildcard, even willing to pull stunts like using her own daughter to get her way. Handing over the kid to her brother was nothing compared to that.

But today, her antics worked in my favor. With Nancy clinging to Allen, he couldn't just carry me off like a sack of potatoes.

Not long after Shirley left, Conrad arrived. He'd stopped the nosebleed, but his face was noticeably paler.

"Allen, either you put her down or you leave me no choice," Conrad spoke up, his tone unusually assertive.

He and Allen weren't exactly on the same team, and Conrad rarely spoke so boldly.

"Haven't wiped that nosebleed yet, and you're playing the hero?" Allen taunted Conrad.

"Your nose is still bleeding too," I snapped back, even though being slung over his shoulder was making it hard to breathe.

Allen ignored my retort, focusing on Conrad. "Mr. Conrad, this woman has already moved on with another man. You've got no business here. What's the point? You want to go back to leftovers?"

Who does he think he's calling leftovers?

If he wasn't holding me, I would have punched him.

"I'm telling you to let her go. Why are you spewing nonsense?" Conrad wasn't interested in useless bickering.

"If you want her, come and get her," Allen taunted, acting like a spoiled child.

"Handsome brother, I'll hold onto my brother, you go get my sister," Nancy chimed in, unabashedly taking Conrad's side.

"Watch out, sister!" Nancy cried out.

As I plummeted to the ground, Conrad rushed over, but he was too late. I hit the floor hard, pain shooting through my hip and abdomen.

With a thud, Conrad skidded to a halt right next to me, his hands scraping against the floor, a grunt escaping him.

But I was in too much pain to help him, my abdomen tightening painfully, my hip throbbing.

"Felicia, are you okay?" Conrad asked, helping me up. I noticed his fingers were bleeding.

"Handsome brother, your hand is hurt. Sister, you're bleeding too," Nancy pointed out, making me freeze.

Following her gaze, I looked down to see blood seeping from beneath me...

Before I could fully process what was happening, Conrad had lifted me into his arms, racing towards the emergency room. "Doctor, doctor..." he called out desperately.