Chapter 117


    "Then go nuclear on his ass, st 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 ssic 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 ying his games, he''s freaking out," I exined.


    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 keep me from 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.This belongs to N?velDrama.Org: ?.


    But Ernest had promised me he''d see it through.


    "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 himter, see if he''s bled out or something."


    That made meugh, but it left me feeling bittersweet in the end.


    After sitting in my car for a while, I finally got out and was greeted by the neighborhood''s lovelydies, "Hey there, girl, you''re back by yourself? Where''s your boyfriend?"


    Remembering what they had told Ernestst time made me smile, "What, are we due for another hallway cleaning?"


    They allughed, "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 ttering items from inside.


    I didn''t know who lived there; the ce had been empty since I moved in.


    And now, their stuff was blocking my door, leaving me no choice but to ask, "Are you moving out?"


    A middle-ageddy spotted me. "You are...?"


    I pointed to my door, "I live here."


    Quickly catching on, she apologized, "Oh, sorry, dear. I''ve rented the ce out, and the new tenant asked for some sprucing up. Let me clear this mess so you can get through."


    After thanking her and taking a peek inside, I thought the ce 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 made me a bit uneasy, given the unpredictability of having a stranger for a neighbor.


    But it wasn''t my ce toment


    After thanking thedy, 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,e back 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 seemed impossible to move on, but now, it simply didn''t matter anymore.