No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

"No way," I was pretty sure about it.

But Susie just shook her head. "Nope, when my brother gets back, I'm gonna make him pop the question and marry you straight away. That way, no one else can even think about it."

Such an innocent little thing, thinking so simply. Doesn't she know there's something called divorce in this world?

I kept my concerns to myself to avoid adding to her worries. Instead, I played along with a smile, saying, "Oh, I've been eagerly waiting for your brother to propose to me."

"Really?" Susie's eyes sparkled before she took out her phone and sent Ernest a voice message, "Bro, your future wife is waiting for you to propose. Get back here and pop the question."

Susie's innocence made me chuckle.

After sending the message, Susie frowned, "Why can't I reach my brother? He's not responding to texts either. I hope nothing's happened." Her words made my heart skip a beat. I could be worried, but I couldn't let Susie see that. So, I joked, "Maybe he's been kidnapped by another beauty on his way."Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

"No way, my brother has loads of admirers, but he's never been interested. His heart belongs to you alone," Susie teased with a wink.

Susie and I chatted and played around for a bit until the hospital's breakfast cart arrived. We had breakfast together, and I let the nurse stay with her for her injection while I went to find Fanny.

She handed me a spare phone, complete with a number.

I tried calling Ernest right away, but still, no answer.

The unease grew, but there was nothing I could do right then except try calling him later.

After leaving the hospital, I caught a cab home to dig up the reports on my parents' car accident.

I went over it again, and the final verdict was a brake system failure that led to the vehicle losing control.

Brake failure?! Was it just a mechanical issue, or had someone messed with it?

The report didn't specify, so it wasn't conclusive.

But why hadn't anyone questioned this? Herschel was in charge of handling this. Hadn't he noticed?

The only way to get answers was to ask him, but Herschel had just told me to stop looking into it.

Could Herschel be hiding something? Was he telling me to stop because he wanted to keep something secret? Thinking about it sent chills down my spine.

When the knock on the door came, I was lost in thoughts over the accident reports. Without thinking, I went to open it.

"Well, someone's actually here," the visitor said, looking quite surprised.

I didn't recognize them. "Who are you? What do you want?"

"We're from the redevelopment office. Today's the final day for confirming all residents have moved out before we cut off the utilities in preparation for demolition," the spokesperson said while flipping through a notebook.

"You're Felicia, right? You've already signed off on relocating. Why haven't you moved yet?"

It wasn't that I didn't want to move; I just couldn't let go.

But I knew I couldn't delay any longer. "I'm moving today."

"You have to move today. Without water or electricity, you won't be able to live here," they reminded me.

Before leaving, they added, "Once you've moved your stuff, no need to lock the door."

After the door closed, I took one last look around my parents' house, then dialed a number on my phone. "Is this the Fast Movers? This is Felicia. I had a moving service booked with you. I'm ready for you to come over today."

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By the evening, after moving, I was sitting on the couch in my new place, surrounded by boxes in unfamiliar setting, feeling somewhat lost, when my phone rang.

It was the spare phone Fanny gave me, and only she knew the number. Thinking it was her, I answered with a lackluster, "Hello?" "Where are you?" It was Ernest's voice.