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?"

to my lips for a sip, and then kissed my forehead before tying

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 about me

pang of guilt. Compared to her,

my gaze back to the window, seeing only

It carried

it, knowing Sinclair's stubborn nature. His time

Sinclair. From her angle, she could only see his profile his neatly defined brows, the strong line of his nose,

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,

"Uncle," she called softly.

turned his

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

his head, any woman would've

so?" Sinclair replied, completely unfazed by

what kind of stunning woman would be worthy

head, hair playfully tousled by the wind, eyes clear as she looked