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 on an apron and

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

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

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

carried his warmth and

refuse it, knowing Sinclair's stubborn nature. His time abroad

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 a strikingly European look, like someone

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.

his head

with a shy smile.

his head, any woman would've been

Sinclair replied, completely unfazed by

wonder what kind of stunning

her head, hair playfully tousled by the wind, eyes clear as