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?"

lips for a sip, and then kissed my forehead before tying on an apron and

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 for

of guilt. Compared to her, I was a

the window, seeing only Fanny's back. She

doubt. It carried his warmth

couldn't refuse it, knowing Sinclair's stubborn nature. His time

defined brows, the strong line of his nose, and those deep-set eyes. He had a strikingly European look,

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 head slightly,

smile. "Nothing, just thinking how ridiculously

that turn of his head, any woman

think so?" Sinclair replied,

wonder what kind of

her head, hair playfully tousled by the wind,