No More Waiting, She Chooses Love novel Chapter 116

Conrad's grip on me tightened. "I've already explained it. I was hammered, got all mixed up in the head."

"Mess up once, and you can mess up again. And with me, some mistakes are unforgivable," I reiterated firmly.

"Stop acting all holier-than-thou," Conrad cursed.

His behavior only deepened my disappointment. I even doubted my past self—was I out of my mind to fall for such a jerk?

"Felicia, you just want to leave me to mess around with other women. Don't think I don't know," he still had the nerve to argue.

I was exhausted from arguing with him. "If that's what you think, then fine. I know you, Conrad, you're all about pride and can't stand betrayal. So let this unfaithful woman go; let me walk away. It'd be better for both of us."

But my attempt at saving myself only angered him more. He leaned down to kiss me.

I desperately tried to dodge him, especially repulsed by the thought of his lips on Haley's. The more I resisted, the angrier Conrad got. He pinned me down on the table, his hand sneaking under my clothes. "You don't want me kissing you, who then? Ernest? Did you sleep with him, huh?"

His vile words and crazed actions filled me with both shame and fear.

As his hand moved up along my waist, I grabbed something without thinking and smashed it down on his head.

There was a loud thud, and Conrad's intrusive hand halted. He looked at me, shocked, as something dripped down his cheek.

A drop was about to fall into my eye when I instinctively shut them. It was blood!

The warm blood hit my eye, then slid down, tracing the corner...

My hands trembled as Conrad's cold voice echoed in my ear, "Felicia, listen and listen good, you're mine."