No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 867

"Well, no need for thanks, really," Ernest said with a mischievous glint in his eye. "After all, you did take good care of my wife while I was away."

He grabbed my hand with a playful flourish. "Come on, let's leave Mr. Smith to his thoughts."

I stifled a laugh with every ounce of willpower I had.

As we walked away, we heard Grant call out, "I guess I lost a love I never even had, huh?"

Ernest just waved a dismissive hand over his shoulder and led me back into the yacht.

I glanced out the window at Fanny and Sinclair sitting outside. "Aren't we going fishing?"

"When did Mrs. Collins become so oblivious?" Ernest teased, guiding me to the yacht's kitchen. "Let me cook you something you've never tried before."

He gently nudged me into a recliner. "Why don't you rest for a bit?"

me a glass of water, lifting it to my lips for a sip, and then kissed my forehead before tying on an apron and getting to

he'd never been a part of

Yates, I felt a pang of guilt. Compared to her, I was

my gaze back to the window, seeing only Fanny's back. She was

doubt. It carried

it, knowing Sinclair's stubborn nature. His time

over the fishing rod, Fanny stole a glance at Sinclair. From her angle, she could only see his profile his neatly defined brows, the strong line of his nose, and those deep-set eyes. He had

biologically related to her grandparents, which often led her to wonder about his origins. But no way would she ever dare voice those thoughts-he was just too handsome. Back in school, his looks had been a source of trouble for her, with so many girls

"Uncle," she called softly.

turned his

a shy smile. "Nothing, just thinking how ridiculously handsome

any woman would've been swept off her

replied, completely unfazed by

you wonder what kind of

tousled by the wind, eyes clear as she