No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 747

"A bowl of extra spicy Bolognese," Fanny announced as she approached the counter, making her preference clear.

Since Sinclair wasn't usually a fan, she didn't bother to ask him what he wanted. To her surprise, right after she finished, Sinclair chimed in, "A bowl with a hint of tomato, just a touch of spice." Fanny turned to him, eyebrows raised in surprise. "You're eating too?"

Sinclair just shrugged, a smirk playing on his lips. "What, you expect me to just watch you eat?"

Their playful banter elicited a chuckle from the diner's owner, who couldn't help but add, "We often see young couples sharing a dish here."

Fanny fell silent. Once again, they were mistaken for a couple. It was a misunderstanding that had followed them since their school days. Even their teachers, unaware of the real situation, had mistaken their closeness for young love and had threatened to call their parents.

And now, years later, they were still facing the same mix-ups.

Fanny glanced at Sinclair, begrudgingly admitting to herself that the man hadn't aged a day.

"Yes, my uncle prefers his food mild, so please go easy on the chili," Fanny deliberately told the owner, throwing a bit of a curveball.

The owner paused, then chuckled awkwardly. "Not related by blood, I assume?"

Sinclair was her grandparents' adopted child, treated as

Fanny

say much and found them

let out a breath and followed, asking, "Uncle, would you like something

It should be here soon," Sinclair said,

And since when did he start drinking milk tea instead of his usual strict

in Sinclair led

conclusion: he

was the kind

that came from wanting to make someone

uncle, when are you bringing your girlfriend home?" Fanny decided to break

at her, genuinely perplexed. "Girlfriend? Since when did I have

her theory crumbling. Sinclair continued, "I

are you just worried about the family finding out?" Fanny blurted out, the words tumbling out

girlfriend because I visited your department,

else would a guy hang

client

an event. I just