No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 115

I made my way back to the office, and there was Conrad, just my luck.

"Mr. Wagner, here's my resignation letter. I've also submitted my notice through the HR app on my phone," I said, handing over the letter I had drafted long ago.

Conrad barely glanced at the letter before tossing it onto his desk, looking at me with a mixture of annoyance and disdain. "Felicia, this is getting more absurd every day."

He accused me of making a scene, though in all the time I'd known him, I'd never once caused a fuss.

Initially, because I lived under his roof, I felt I had no right to complain. Then, as I fell for him, I didn't dare to. Before my parents' accident, I was their little princess, accustomed to getting my way-a bit of a drama queen, you might say. But after joining the Wagner family, the very notion of making a scene just vanished from my life.

"Do I seem like someone who makes a fuss? When have I ever caused trouble for you?" I asked calmly.

Conrad opened his mouth to respond but seemed at a loss for words.

I decided it was time to lay things out clearly. "Conrad, the only one causing drama here is you. To you, I'm just a doll, something to amuse you when you're bored. When your world gets all exciting and colorful, you don't spare me a thought."

"Thinking of me like that, you really are ungrateful," Conrad retorted, clearly not agreeing with my perspective.

He never thought he was wrong, so whatever I said fell on deaf ears.

I scoffed, "Yeah, call me heartless."

"Is that your attitude? Am I wronging you?" Conrad seemed ready to dive into a debate.

I faced him squarely. "No, you're so perfect, and here I am, breaking up with you. Must be because I'm heartless, right?"

My words clearly struck a nerve. His face turned a shade paler. "Don't talk to me in that tone."NôvelDrama.Org is the owner.

"What do you want me to say?" I challenged him. "Conrad, right now, anything I say or do will be wrong in your eyes. So, it's better I leave. Out of sight, out of mind."

Conrad's hand, previously resting on the table, began to tap impatiently. "Felicia, don't think I don't know why you're acting this way. It's not about me it's because your feelings have changed."

As if he was itching to pin some blame on me.

"You've been cozying up with Ernest, haven't you?" Conrad asked bluntly, convinced of his own narrative.

Tired of denying his baseless accusations, I retorted, "Not earlier than you and Haley."

Conrad shot up from his chair, "Are you really with him?"

Ah, so he was just bluffing.

"This is my business, and last I checked, we're broken up. You agreed," I reminded him.

"I never agreed," Conrad blurted out, surprising even me with his shamelessness.

He took two large steps around his desk to stand in front of me, then reached out to grab me, pulling me against him.

His grip tightened. "Felicia, have you forgotten who you are? You're Conrad's woman, have been since the day you entered the Wagner family."

He looked fierce, but I wasn't afraid. I

met his gaze. "Yes, and I acted as your wife, staying by your side like a dutiful spouse. But you're the one who strayed. If you think other women are better, why shouldn't I let

you go?"

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"Don't talk nonsense. There's nothing between Haley and me," Conrad denied again.

"Conrad, I never thought you'd stoop so low. Kissing her and claiming it's nothing? What would be something then? Sleeping with her, or maybe getting her pregnant?" I pressed, each word aimed to wound.