No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 815

Sinclair must have sensed the gaze on his back because he turned around and locked eyes with Fanny.

She quickly lowered her head. "Uncle."

"What are you doing standing by the door?" Sinclair's words prompted Fanny to walk over obediently.

"Uncle, thank you."

If he hadn't come, she didn't know how much longer Dustin would have kept her

tied up.

Initially, she had used her position as a doctor to stall Dustin, giving me time to rescue Conrad.

But Dustin saw through her plan and ordered his men to bind her up.

"Let me see your hand," Sinclair said, reaching out.

Fanny knew what he wanted to do. "I'm fine, not hurt. I'm a doctor."

her. "If you're fine, why not let

unwavering gaze, Fanny reluctantly

marks from the rope- some areas were bruised and swollen,

"This is what you

like I'm dying," Fanny retorted, but Sinclair's grip

but she avoided his

have been someone else's

life he meant but swallowed her

her to the couch and had her sit down

doctor, recognized it instantly—a specialized medical kit. Clearly, he'd anticipated her injuries and prepared

took out some ointment, applying it to her wrist.

it hurt? I'll be more gentle," Sinclair said, softly blowing on her wounded

trouble tomorrow. Can you stop

"I'm not entirely sure."

how Dustin had even manipulated his own father. "He's definitely planning something

nodded slightly.

don't get me wrong. It's not that I don't

need to do anything tomorrow. Just keep yourselves safe," Sinclair interrupted