NovelBookChapter 130 I stared at Conrad, "What are you trying to say? You want compensation, or are you going to tellyou're suing for assault?" "What do you takefor?" Conrad's voice dropped, his demeanor shifting back to that of a cold, unapproachable CEO.
"I'm here to apologize. I was impulsive and reckless yesterday. You were right to hit me," Conrad's admission caughtcompletely off guard.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtI glanced at the edge of a bandage peeking out from under his cap, accepting his apology. "Good to know you realize that." Conrad snorted with laughter. "Felicia, I've noticed you've picked up some... bad habits." How have I becbad? But I didn't ask. Instead, I shot back, "You being at fault is a fact." "Yeah, I know I was wrong yesterday. Getting too close to Haley, neglecting your feelings, even letting her into the apartment I prepared for you was a huge mistake. Not to mention giving her access to my credit card," Conrad reflected on his actions.
I wasn't sure where he was going with this until he continued, "I owe you an apology. All of that was my mistake." "It doesn't matter anymore. Right or wrong has lost its meaning," I said, turning to leave, but he stopped me. "Felicia, I'm not done talking." I eyed the cap on his head. "Go on." "I've apologized and acknowledged my mistakes. And aboutkissing Haley, that was just a joke gone wrong. If it makes you feel any better, why don't you kiss sguy to even the score?" The moment he said it, I clenched my fists tight.
Conrad noticed and stepped aside, but then he bravely stepped back. "Hitif you must, but avoid the fresh wounds. Pick a new spot." I burst out laughing.
Was Conrad always this ridiculous? Or was he trying to win my forgiveness in his own quirky way? "Felicia," Conrad reached out to me, "can we start over, or should I court you anew?" "Conrad, seems like that hit to your head did more damage than I thought. You don't even know what you're saying," I pulled my hand away from his grasp.
"I know exactly what I'm saying," Conrad looked atearnestly, "I still want to marry you. Make you my wife." "Hah," I scoffed, "Conrad, whether you're toying withor your head's genuinely messed up, letmake this clear. I don't rekindle oldo flames." "Felicia, I know you're angry. It's okay to be mad. I'll wait," Conrad said, each word more maddening than the last.
I pursed my lips, "Jacqueline was about to adoptas her goddaughter, making you my brother. You think brother and sister getting married sounds right?"
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmConrad's brow furrowed instantly. "Impossible. My parents only want you as their daughter-in-law." I couldn't be bothered to argue or listen to his nonsense and just walked away.
As I got into my car, I heard him say, "Felicia, I've also rejected you? M же resignation. Damn it!
I slammed my hand on the steering wheel. How am I supposed to go for job interviews/if he won't process my resignation? Conrad's playing the clingy ex-gnow. Well, I'm not falling for it.
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