No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 186

I made my way over to Fanny's place, finding her luckily at home.

"Hey, what was so urgent you had to call me in the middle of the night? I was dead on my feet after a long shift and couldn't call back. Are you sick or something?" Fanny remembered the incident as soon as she saw me.

I kicked off my shoes and padded deeper into her house on the plush carpet. "If I was sick, I'd probably be ashes by now."

Fanny wrapped an arm around my shoulders, a teasing lilt in her voice, "Oh come on, you mad at me?"

"No, I know you're swamped with work. It was nothing, really," I brushed off, not wanting to bring up Ernest's illness just yet.

Fanny wasn't buying it. "Middle of the night calls are never 'nothing"."

"It was about Ernest," I finally confessed, not wanting Fanny to worry that it was something about me.

Fanny handed me a glass of freshly squeezed watermelon juice. "That guy is really stepping up his game. Licia, if you don't hold on to him, you'll regret it for life."

My heart was still tangled up with thoughts of Conrad, so I took a sip of the juice to avoid responding. "Conrad and I are done for good."

Fanny scoffed. "Weren't you two over a long time ago?"

I stared off into the distance. "This time it's for real."

Sensing my mood, Fanny clinked her glass against mine. "Congratulations!"

Her words made me laugh. "Conrad was good to you, though. Why would you say that?"

"If he's good to me but not to you, it's all for nothing," Fanny shot back.

"Here, stop thinking about him. Drink up. We'll go grab some delicious food soon," Fanny proposed, clinking our glasses together again. "I'm not in the mood," I declined.

But Fanny, ever determined, dragged me out anyway. "After we eat, I'll take you bar-hopping. How about that?"

Out of her lab coat, Fanny transformed into the epitome of "don't judge a book by its cover."

Fanny mentioned a new French

restaurant that had opened up, promising to treat me to foie gras. As luck would have it, the restaurant was right next to the café where Haley had asked to meet me.

I hadn't even gotten out of the car when I spotted her through the café window, staring off into space,

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She looked... pitiable.

It had been over two hours since she sent me that message and called. She wasn't just saying she'd wait.

My curiosity spiked, especially at the

thought of her sitting there,

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me

and making my dinner

. I gestured toward the café.

"I'm gonna talk to her. You go ahead and order."

"Go on," Fanny didn't stop me.

She knew Haley was pregnant and believed in not punishing the child for the adult's mistakes.

As I sat down opposite Haley, she seemed momentarily taken aback, not expecting me to show.

"Thought you weren't coming?" she asked with a hint of sarcasm.

"I'm here for the kid," I said bluntly.

Haley forced a smile. "What'll you have? Coffee, or..."

"No, thanks. Just say what you need to. I've got dinner plans," I declined.

Haley looked away, her discomfort evident despite trying to project a serene vibe. But her insincere smile gave her away.

"Out with it, Ms. Perez. Is this about Conrad?" I went straight to the point.

Haley looked down at her belly, then back up at me. "Felicia, do you think Conrad's parents like kids?"

I paused, trying to grasp the implication of her question, only for her to add, "Do you think they'd accept the baby?"