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."

"If you're fine,

unwavering gaze, Fanny

fingers gently took her wrist, revealing the marks from the rope- some areas were bruised and

at her. "This is

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

looked at her, but she avoided his

could have been someone

whose life

to the couch and had her sit down

specialized medical kit. Clearly, he'd anticipated her injuries and

took out some ointment, applying it to her wrist. The cool, stinging sensation made Fanny

more gentle," Sinclair said, softly

trouble tomorrow. Can

"I'm not entirely sure."

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

slightly. "What's

clarified, "Uncle, don't get me wrong. It's not that I don't trust you; it's just that Felicia

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