No More Waiting, She Chooses Love



Ernest's gaze was deep and intense as he looked into my eyes, before turning to Conrad and simply saying, "Take her away." Those three words snapped me back to reality.

What was I doing?

Allowing myself to get swept away again just because of a few words from someone else?

I let go of Ernest's hand, and he walked away with long strides after giving me one last look. Conrad gently pulled me, "Let's go."

Although I was confused, the recent tight ambush on Henrik made me realize this was all a well-planned scheme by Conrad and Ernest.

I was just in the dark about it.

"When did you guys plan all this?" I asked Conrad.

He paused before answering, "After I left Houston last time."

That was also when Ernest and I split up.

So, was Henrik telling the truth?

I couldn't dwell on that and pressed Conrad further, "Why didn't you tell me?"

He seemed a bit uncomfortable, struggling to find the words.

I had my suspicions, "Was this Ernest's idea?"

"He didn't want to drag you into this mess. It's his way of protecting you," Conrad explained on Ernest's behalf.

It was both ironic and laughable. They used to be rivals, and now they were allies.

"Including breaking up with me? Was that also to protect me?" I still needed to ask.

I might not want to do anything, but I needed a clear answer.

"That... Ernest should tell you about it later," Conrad replied with a forced smile, "Your relationship with him isn't something I should meddle in." He was right, of course.

"Felicia, whether it's Ernest, me, or even Jefferson, we all want to protect you," Conrad added.

It was clear he had changed. He was not just defending his actions but was also fair and objective about others.

Yeah, they wanted to protect me, so they weren't in the wrong.

"Felicia, I'll take you to Dustin Wagner's place for now. Stay there until we sort things out here, then we'll come for you," Conrad said as he led me to the car.

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the dark, wanting to protect me in this chaos. So, leaving was like removing a burden off their shoulders. I had no choice but to agree.

Conrad opened the car door for me.

As he fired up the car, I spotted the police coming out, escorting a handcuffed Henrik.

Yet, Henrik's face showed no fear, only a smug smile.

Ever since I first met him, he's always had this deceptive charm-looks friendly, but there's something fierce lurking beneath.

"Will Henrik actually go to jail this time?" I asked Conrad.

"He should. Ernest handed over all the evidence of Henrik's

wrongdoings to the cops. They've been wanting to catch him for ages, just lacked the evidence," Conrad glanced at me through the rearview mirror.

"Did he really not hurt you?"

Conrad seemed to doubt that Henrik, a cunning wolf, could resist the temptation.

I shook my head, "No, he said he'd use me to get to Ernest. But today's showdown made Henrik seem too weak."

As soon as I said it, I realized something was off, "Conrad, don't you think it was too easy to catch Henrik today?"

Conrad furrowed his brows, and I continued, "No matter how meticulous your plan was, someone of Henrik's caliber shouldn't have been caught so easily."

Considering Henrik was the one planning to trap us, and now he was the one caught, the turn of events was almost unbelievable.

I looked through the car window at Henrik being put into the police car, thinking if he had planned for this but still got easily defeated, then his reputation as a big shot in Houston was greatly exaggerated.