No More Waiting, She Chooses Love novel Chapter 107

At the pool hall, Jefferson caught sight of Conrad aggressively slamming balls into pockets, a sure sign he was there to blow off some steam.

Without attempting to intervene, Jefferson picked up a cue stick and approached, "Same old. You in or not?"

Conrad ignored him, continuing his solo game until failing to pocket a ball after several attempts led him to toss his cue stick onto the table and storm out.

Seeing this, Jefferson followed, "What's got Felicia under your skin this time?"

"Keep her name out of your mouth," Conrad snapped.

Jefferson laughed. "No one else gets you this worked up. Can't handle that she's moved on?"

He always hit the nail on the head.

Conrad spun around, grabbing Jefferson by the collar, "Cut it out."

"What did I do?" Jefferson said, unfazed.

Conrad let go, biting back his actual worry of Jefferson getting too close to Felicia. Admitting that would mean acknowledging his feelings for her.

How could he not care?

Since Felicia joined the Wagner family in her teens, Conrad accepted she'd be his future wife. He never resisted the idea; instead, he took her under his wing.

After ten years, she officially became his girlfriend. She was always by his side, obedient and within reach. But now, she was drifting away, even challenging him for another guy.

It felt like he was losing something very valuable to him.

"You know exactly what you're doing," Conrad glared at Jefferson.

"Rad, you love Felicia," Jefferson pointed out plainly.

Conrad scoffed, "Love her? It's just habit, like playing pool with your left hand."