No More Waiting, She Chooses Love novel Chapter 2

Conrad looked up at the sound of my voice, his gaze landing on my face.

I didn’t need a mirror to know I must have looked pale.

"Not feeling well?" His brows furrowed slightly.

Silently, I walked to his desk, swallowing the bitter taste in my throat. "If you don't want to marry me, I can tell Jacqueline."

The wrinkles between Conrad's brows deepened. He knew I had overheard his conversation with Jefferson.

My throat felt salty. "I didn't expect to become an unwanted dish, Conrad..."

"In everyone's eyes, we're already husband and wife," Conrad interrupted.

So what? Was he marrying me for everyone else? I wanted him to marry me because he loved me and wanted to spend his life with me.

With a snap, Conrad closed his pen, his gaze falling on the ID in my hand. "We'll go get the marriage license next Wednesday."

It was what I wanted to hear. But at that moment, it made me feel terrible.

I lowered my head, shaking it. "Conrad, you don't have to force yourself. I don't need your charity."

"Felicia!" Conrad called my name with a weighty tone.

I trembled, looking up to meet his impatient eyes as he reached out his hand toward me.

My grip tightened on the ID. His jaw clenched. "Give it to me."