No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 669

I tried to calm my racing heart with a bit of daydreaming, which surprisingly made me feel a bit better. Shaking off the discomfort, I got up and headed to the restroom to freshen up before making my way to the airport. Grant had warned me we were on a tight schedule, and he wasn't kidding. By the time I arrived at the airport, the plane had already landed.

Following the description and photo Grant had sent, I immediately spotted the man I was there to pick up. He stood over six feet tall, dressed in a sleek black button-down shirt with a matching vest and trousers. The guy could easily pass for a celebrity. "Hello, Mr. Anderson. I'm Felicia from Future Tech Solutions Ltd. Mr. Smith had an urgent matter to attend to, so he sent me to pick you up," I said, extending my hand politely.

"Sinclair," he introduced himself, shaking my hand lightly. "Would you mind waiting a moment while I grab my checked luggage?"

"Sure, I'll come with you," I replied, accompanying him to the baggage claim area. What I hadn't anticipated was running into Fanny and Yates there.

They stood silently, hand in hand, making their way to the baggage claim. Their unspoken goodbye hung heavily in the air, stirring a sour ache in my heart...

When they were about three feet away from the counter, they stopped and simply looked at each other, words unnecessary.

"You should head back once I've checked in my luggage," Yates finally broke the silence.

Fanny remained quiet as Yates tenderly brushed her hair away from her face, his gesture saying everything words could not. No matter how much he said, he was still leaving, leaving Fanny alone...

she quickly grabbed him, standing on her tiptoes to seal their

around Fanny, returning her kiss passionately. Amid the hustle and bustle of the baggage

covered Yates's eyes with her hands, then stepped away and walked

Watching her, I instinctively

but Sinclair's arm blocke me. "She probably needs

right now." Content belong

words made me look

way

was something in his look...

"Mr. Anderson..."

had already headed

together, and as fate would

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respond, her gaze fixed on Sinclair behind me. "How come... you're