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."

at her. "If you're fine, why

his unwavering gaze,

her wrist, revealing the marks from the rope- some areas were bruised and swollen, even a

glanced at her. "This is what you call

dying," Fanny retorted,

but

it could have been someone else's life," Sinclair lectured

life he

had her sit down while

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

it to her wrist. The cool,

be more gentle," Sinclair said, softly blowing on her wounded

tomorrow. Can you stop him?"

"I'm not entirely sure."

Dustin had even manipulated his own father. "He's definitely planning something big for tomorrow.

slightly. "What's Felicia's

him succeed," Fanny added, then clarified, "Uncle, don't get me wrong. It's not that I

need to do anything tomorrow. Just keep