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?"

sip, and then kissed my

I felt like I was in a dream. Maybe it was because he'd been gone so long, it almost felt like he'd never been a part of my life at all. But here he was, and I was grateful he was back. Another day and I might have feared he'd forgotten

of Fanny's unwavering affection for Yates, I felt a pang of guilt. Compared to her, I was

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

doubt. It carried

wasn't really cold, but she couldn't refuse it, knowing Sinclair's stubborn nature. His time abroad had only amplified that

profile his neatly defined brows, the

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

"Uncle," she called softly.

his head

head with a shy smile. "Nothing, just thinking how

any woman

think so?" Sinclair replied, completely

"Yeah, makes you wonder what kind

playfully tousled by the wind, eyes clear