No More Waiting, She Chooses Love novel Chapter 834

Seeing Yolande all nervous and feeling guilty made me feel pretty bad inside. Here she was, a woman who had grown up with a silver spoon in her mouth, waiting on me hand and foot, and yet I had played her like a fiddle.

But there was no other way. I had to put on a sad and dejected act, leaving Yolande flustered and desperate enough to call Conrad for help. That way, Conrad, worried about me, would have no choice but to come over.

Just as I had planned, I had barely made it upstairs when I overheard Yolande on the phone with Conrad. "Mr. Wagner, I messed up the task you gave me. Felicia is upset. Well, not upset exactly, but she’s crying and feeling down..."

I couldn’t hear what Conrad was saying on the other end, but I caught Yolande’s response, “Okay, okay, just get here quickly.”

Hearing that, I breathed a sigh of relief, went back to my room, and flopped onto the bed. I sent a quick text to Yolande: Sorry, I lost control of my emotions earlier. I’m not mad at you; I just started missing my parents.

She replied almost immediately: I’m sorry I brought up something that hurt you.

Message received. Yolande came upstairs to find me, and we exchanged a knowing smile.

She let out a relieved breath, “Phew, you finally smiled! I was so nervous, I had to call for backup.”

I knew exactly who she had called, but I didn’t say anything.

Yolande pulled out her phone, “I should probably call Mr. Wagner back and tell him not to come. I’ve managed to cheer you up.”

At those words, I panicked. If I had known this would happen, I would’ve held off on apologizing to Yolande. It’s just that I couldn’t stand seeing her feeling guilty.

“No, let him come. It’s pretty boring around here, and it’ll be nice to have someone to chat with,” I quickly interjected.

She glanced at me, a playful glint in her eyes, “You did this on purpose, didn’t you?”

Beautiful women are often clever too, especially someone like Yolande, who even Ernest trusts to work with.

However, Conrad no longer showed his love for me openly. He didn’t express it in words.

Loving in silence, that’s true love, isn’t it?

But there’s an ocean between us now, with Ernest standing in the way. There’s no going back.

“If Ernest doesn’t come back soon, I’m worried Conrad might just whisk you away,” Yolande sighed.

“Well, you’d better hurry him up then,” I replied, making Yolande pause before bursting into laughter.

“If I could get him back any faster, I wouldn’t be stuck here myself,” Yolande said with a huff, “Ms. Hudson, no need to test me.”

I gazed out the window at the clear blue sky, so pure it lifted my spirits a bit, “I hope he comes back soon. I hope all of this wraps up quickly.”