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Chapter 130

Chapter 130

I stared at Conrad, “What are you trying to say? You want compensation, or are you going to tell me you’re suing for assault?”

“What do you take me for?” Conrad’s voice dropped, his demeanor shifting back to that of a cold, unapproachable CEO.

“I’m here to apologize. I was impulsive and reckless yesterday. You were right to hit me,” Conrad’s admission caught me completely off guard.

I glanced at the edge of a bandage peeking out from under his cap, accepting his apology. “Good to know you realize that.”

Conrad snorted with laughter. “Felicia, I’ve noticed you’ve picked up some… bad habits.”

How have I become bad?

But I didn’t ask. Instead, I shot back, “You being at fault is a fact.”

“Yeah, I know I was wrong yesterday. Getting too close to Haley, neglecting your feelings, even letting her into the apartment I prepared for you was a huge mistake. Not to mention giving her access to my credit card,” Conrad reflected on his actions.

I wasn’t sure where he was going with this until he continued, “I owe you an apology. All of that was my mistake.”

“It doesn’t matter anymore. Right or wrong has lost its meaning,” I said, turning to leave, but, he stopped me.

“Felicia, I’m not done talking.”

I eyed the cap on his head. “Go on.”

“I’ve apologized and acknowledged my mistakes. And about me kissing Haley, that was just a joke gone wrong. If it makes you feel any better, why don’t you kiss some guy to even the score?” The moment he said it, I clenched my fists tight.

Conrad noticed and stepped aside, but then he bravely stepped back. “Hit me if you must, but avoid the fresh wounds. Pick a new spot.”

I burst out laughing.

Was Conrad always this ridiculous?

Or was he trying to win my forgiveness in his own quirky way?

“Felicia,” Conrad reached out to me, “can we start over, or should I court you anew?”

“Conrad, seems like that hit to your head did more damage than I thought. You don’t even know what you’re saying,” I pulled my hand away from his grasp.

“I know exactly what I’m saying,” Conrad looked at me earnestly, “I still want to marry you.

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Chapter 30

Make you my wife.”

“Hah,” I scoffed, “Conrad, whether you’re toying with me or your head’s genuinely messed up, let me make this clear. I don’t rekindle old flames.”

“Felicia, I know you’re angry. It’s okay to be mad. I’ll wait,” Conrad said, each word more maddening than the last.

I pursed my lips, “Jacqueline was about to adopt me as her goddaughter, making you my brother. You think brother and sister getting married sounds right?”

Conrad’s brow furrowed instantly. “Impossible. My parents only want you as their daughter–in–law.”

I couldn’t be bothered to argue or listen to his nonsense and just walked away.

As I got into my car, I heard him say, “Felicia, I’ve also rejected your resignation.”

Damn it!

I slammed my hand on the steering wheel. How am I supposed to go for job interviews if he won’t process my resignation?

Conrad’s playing the clingy ex–game now. Well, I’m not falling for it.