Chapter 117 "Then go nuclear on his ass, blast him into oblivion, the jerk!" "When you shared a bed, you wouldn't sleep, and now you're trying to force your way back in? Damn right you blew his mind!" Fanny was on a roll, dropping her usual cool and collected demeanor of a top-notch obstetrician.
"He's just a classic case of not knowing what he's got till it's gone. Thinks I can't live without him, and now that he sees I'm done playing his games, he's freaking out," I explained.
Fanny was all in with my perspective, adding, "He's just realizing how much he loves you and can't stand the thought of you with another guy." Right? To keepfrom working with Ernest, both Dustin and Haley had made their moves, messing things up so bad I couldn't even finish my tasks at the amusement park.
But Ernest had promisedhe'd see it through.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Felicia, remember, if Conrad tries anything funny with you, you hit him back. Show him you're not to be messed with, and he'll think twice," Fanny advised me.
"Got it," I replied.
Someone was calling Fanny on the other end, and before hanging up, she still managed to say, "I'll check on him later, see if he's bled out or something." That madelaugh, but it leftfeeling bittersweet in the end.
After sitting in my car for a while, I finally got out and was greeted by the neighborhood's lovely ladies, "Hey there, girl, you're back by yourself? Where's your boyfriend?" Remembering what they had told Ernest last tmadesmile, "What, are we due for another hallway cleaning?" They all laughed, "No, no, just that young man seemed like a catch - good-looking and hardworking. You better hold on to him." "Mhm," I hummed, making my way upstairs.
Reaching the hallway, I was taken aback to see the door across mine wide open, with sounds of clattering items from inside.
I didn't know who lived there; the place had been empty since I moved in.
And now, their stuff was blocking my door, leavingno choice but to ask, "Are you moving out?" A middle-aged lady spotted me. "You are...?" I pointed to my door, "I live here." Quickly catching on, she apologized, "Oh, sorry, dear. I've rented the place out, and the new tenant asked for ssprucing up. Letclear this mess so you can get through." After thanking her and taking a peek inside, I thought the place looked much older than mine. I wouldn't rentat, suggesting the new tenant might not have many options.
"Ma'am, can I ask if the new tenant is a man or a woman?" I was curious about my future neighbor.
"A young man, quite handsome," she said while clearing the doorway for me.
A man? That madea bit uneasy, given the unpredictability of having a stranger for a neighbor.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBut it wasn't my place to comment
After thanking the lady, I entered my apartment, flopped onto the sofa, and stared at the ceiling, feeling utterly drained. Even though my confrontation with Conrad wasn't physically tiring, it felt like it drained all my energy.
I closed my eyes, trying to clear my head, but it only made my thoughts more chaotic.
Eventually, I got up and decided to cook something. It was the only way to distract myself.
My phone rang while I was stirring the pot. It was Dustin, "Felicia, cback to the amusement park. Don't let anyone drive you away." "Dustin, I've already resigned," I said calmly.
Leaving the amusement park felt like letting go of Conrad. At first, it m seemed impossible to move on, but now, it simply didn't matter