No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 850
In this world, the only person who would call her Seven was Sinclair.
Yates glanced up and noticed the newcomer, subtly withdrawing his hand, "Uncle."
"Yates, you can just call me Sinclair now," Sinclair reminded him of the changed dynamics since he and Fanny were no longer
connected in that way.
He then turned his attention to Fanny. "If you've got a moment, I'd like to talk." "Sure," Fanny agreed, nodding at Yates before
following Sinclair away.
Trailing behind Sinclair like a little shadow, Fanny looked up at him. "Uncle, is this about my parents?"
Ever since Fanny had returned, her parents had been urging her to move back home, saying it would ease their minds. Even her
grandparents were in on it.
"They wanted me to ask if you've given any more thought to their request," Sinclair said, confirming Fanny's suspicions.
"Uncle, I really don't want to move back in with them. I've been living on my own for years now, and with my night shifts and late
calls, it would just disturb them," Fanny explained, trying to sound as considerate as possible.

Sinclair said nothing, his expression unreadable, but Fanny had a feeling her excuses wouldn't pass muster with him.
Her parents, especially her mother, trusted Sinclair's judgment more than anyone else's. If he sided with her, she wouldn't need
to come up with any excuses.
"Uncle," Fanny tugged gently at his sleeve, "I'm at an age where living with my parents isn't ideal. Plus, I've been independent for
so long, I really don't want to go back to being watched over.”
"They just want what's best for you," Sinclair replied in a typical elder's tone.
Technically, he was her elder, even though she called him Uncle; to Fanny, he was more like a peer.
"I know they mean well, but I'm an adult now. I need my own space," Fanny insisted, pausing for a moment. "Just like you,
Uncle. You live on your own too and don't stay with our grandparents."

Sinclair raised an eyebrow, "Are you giving me advice now?"
"I'm just hoping you can relate," Fanny said with a hint of playfulness, which contrasted with her serious work attire.
"If you want me to understand, then be honest. Why do you really want to live alone?" Sinclair's gaze was intense, as if daring
her to lie.
Fanny pressed her lips together, "I'm just used to it. I don't want to go back to being monitored all the time."
Back in their school days, she and Sinclair had shared their frustrations over this. Eventually, she had moved in with her
grandparents for some peace.

"Is that the only reason?" Sinclair asked skeptically.
"Of course, why else would it be...?" Fanny began, but Sinclair cut her off.
"It's not because of Yates?" Sinclair's question caught her off guard.
She chuckled wryly, "Uncle, Yates and I have broken up."
"But he's trying to win you back now," Sinclair said knowingly. It was clear to him that Yates still had feelings for Fanny.
Moreover, Yates could have chosen
one
a better hospital to conduct his research trials, yet he picked the where Fanny worked. His intentions
were obvious.
"There are plenty of people trying to win me over," Fanny quipped with a cheeky smile.
Sinclair looked at the gleam in her eyes. "Alright, you don't have to move back in with your parents, but on one condition."
"What's that?"
"They're not just concerned about

you moving back for company; they're worried about your safety after what happened. They're afraid someone might come after
you
again," Sinclair explained, something Fanny had already considered.
"Uncle, they're worrying for nothing. Those people have all been dealt with, and
besides, I was just a pawn,” Fanny said dismissively.
"You've been through two incidents since I've been back. It's not just your parents who are concerned, I don't think living alone is
safe for you either," Sinclair said, meeting Fanny's gaze.