No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 837

She had barely stepped onto the helicopter before someone forced something down her throat, leaving her groggy and disoriented. She had drifted off into a deep sleep, filled with memories of Sinclair.

Why was she dreaming about him?

It probably had something to do with what she had said to Dustin. She and Sinclair were family; there was no way he had any other kind of thoughts about her. Dustin was just being sleazy.

Fanny caught a whiff of something delicious in the air, and her stomach growled. Despite being out cold, her body had been using energy, especially since dream- Fanny had been running around looking for Sinclair, which had drained her quite a bit.

Smirking at herself, she mused about how strange the human brain was, capable of replaying the past and concocting some pretty wild scenarios.

She got out of bed and walked into the living room to find two men sitting at the dining table, enjoying their breakfast.

Fanny joined them, noticing they had set a plate aside for her. Without hesitation, she grabbed the glass of milk and took a few gulps before tucking into the food.

Her nonchalant demeanor and lack of any apparent fear of being kidnapped caught the two men by surprise.

you looking at me like that?" Fanny asked between

little too

hurt, but it

always lived by the motto: when in Rome, do as the Romans do. So, take things as

from now on," Dustin said, picking up

cook,

you've got the wrong person. My hands are meant for surgery, not

care of you? Besides, didn't you bend over backward when

more milk. "Anyway, I'm not cooking. If you don't want to cook either,

in surgery without eating or drinking. I can handle it. People can go days without

the embodiment of defiance, unafraid and

cook, don't eat," Dustin shot

me here. If you're tired of feeding me, let me go, or give me

he glanced at Ernest, who just raised an eyebrow. "You're the