No More Waiting, She Chooses Love



"Sorry, but even if it meant making pennies, I wouldn't partner with you again," I said, cutting straight to the chase.

When Dustin came out, I was waiting for him in front of my car. He had stepped in just in time to bail me out earlier, and I felt compelled to show my gratitude.

"Waiting to thank me, huh?" Dustin caught on quickly.

I offered a light smile. "If it hadn't been for Dustin stepping in, I might have ended up in the hospital today."

"Come on, it wasn't that bad. That kick you landed on him was no joke. Bet his guts are still trying to untangle themselves," Dustin joked, making me laugh.

"Felicia, you still got that kick, huh?" His remark reminded me of my school days when some boys tried to bully me, and I'd retaliate with a swift kick. Back then, they even gave me a nickname: "Rocket Legs."

But I didn't want to dwell on the past and instead asked with a chuckle, "Didn't expect to see Dustin here for a partnership talk."

"This deal was actually something Rad had set up before. I came today to check things out," Dustin explained.

I chuckled lightly, leaving it at that.

"You seem to be in high spirits today. Must be that power breakfast I sent you," Dustin mentioned breakfast.

I almost grimaced. If I told him I hadn't even seen it, he'd probably be bummed out.

"Thanks, Dustin, but you don't have to do it again," I said, wanting to avoid another breakfast delivery. Mainly, I didn't want to get too entangled with him.

Dustin wasn't dull. "Today was just me being handy. If you expected daily deliveries, I'd have to start charging."

"I definitely can't afford Dustin's delivery fees," I joked, then added, "I've got to head back to the office now, Dustin."

"Hold on," Dustin checked his watch. "Rad lands in two hours. Want to come over and have dinner with us?" Absolutely not.

They might not find it awkward, but I would.

"No, thanks. I've got a busy day at the office. I'll visit Jacqueline and Herschel some other time," I declined.

Dustin just chuckled softly, not

pressing further. That's when

Deborah came running over, o

of

breath, with a smartphone in her hand. "Mr. Wagner, Ms. Hudson."

She handed me the phone, panting. "Felicia, the latest model."

I knew this was Dustin's doing. When I looked at him, he spoke up, "You can't say no to a phone. You need one for work."

Deborah reached out, "Felicia, give me your old phone. I'll swap the SIM card for you."

I ignored her and turned to Dustin. "I have a spare phone, Dustin. I won't be needing this."This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Rejecting Dustin twice, I saw a flicker of something in his eyes, but he didn't push further, telling Deborah to put the phone away.

Deborah gave me a look that screamed 'are you serious?'

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Dustin sensed my distancing and made an excuse to leave. However, Deborah, having taken the day off, hooked her arm through mine. "Felicia, it's been ages. I've missed you. You have to spend the day with me."

How could I say no? She had already taken the day off.

We went out for lunch, caught a movie, treated ourselves to a full-body spa, and even grabbed a late-night snack.

So, by the time I got home, it was nearly midnight, only to find Ernest at my doorstep.

He had broken up with me, and t

here he was, showing up in the middle of the night for who knows whatreason. But just seeing him was irritating.

"Mr. Collins, what brings you here so late? Did you leave something behind?" My words dripped with sarcasm.

Ernest just stared at me for a moment before stepping closer, his presence overwhelming, his voice deep and serious, "Are you pregnant?"