Rekindling Her Affection (Sabrina and Nelson)



Sabrina let Eva run her errands while she stayed with Gerald for breakfast.

"Sabrina, the breakfast at your company is really delicious," Gerald said.

She sat across from him and silently watched him.

He sighed, "From now on, I'll be more careful."

"Just eat your breakfast," she remarked.

Sabrina couldn't bring herself to blame him.

A few minutes later, Eva returned with shopping bags.

"After you're done eating, I'll take you to go shower," Sabrina said.

Upon hearing this, Gerald was startled. "Shower?"

He thought that this wasn't appropriate.

Sabrina gently massaged her forehead. She was rendered speechless when she saw his ears turning red from embarrassment.

She wondered if he was the same man who had been through countless romantic relationships.

"Mr. Ingram, since you just got out of the police station, a shower will help wash away the bad luck." Eva chuckled.

After Gerald heard her explanation, he cleared his throat awkwardly and composed himself before finishing breakfast. Sabrina returned to her office to fetch the audio and video recordings from the club, which she handed Eva.

"Ms. Wyatt, what..." Eva was shocked.

"Give them to Dylan." Sabrina didn't want to owe Nelson anything.

At that moment, Eva felt genuinely uneasy.

Dylan could feel the weight of the audio and video recordings resting hard on his palm.

Nelson was preparing for a business trip, but he decided to open and watch them for some unknown reason.

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heard George answer a call, asking, "You want to record her face too?"

His heart clenched as he saw George smack Sabrina so forcefully that she tumbled into the dining table.

He saw her desperately and clumsily fighting back.

Those few short minutes made Dylan break into a cold sweat. "Mr. Tucker..."

"Where is she?" Nelson asked, his voice inexplicably hoarse.

"If we go find Mrs. Tucker now, the plane might..." Dylan stopped himself before he could finish his sentence. Nelson was glaring coldly at Dylan.

While Dylan was behind the wheel, Nelson gazed out the window and was lost in his thoughts.

The car stopped at a hot spring club.

Nelson lowered his car window and saw Sabrina reading a book on a couch in the lobby with a calm expression.

She was someone who could quickly settle into a state of calm.

At this moment, Gerald emerged from the left and circled in front of her.

Sabrina tilted her head slightly, and her eyes sparkled as she gazed at Gerald.

She looked calm and relaxed, utterly different from how she was in front of him.

Gerald was dressed in new clothes from head to toe.

He wore a black turtleneck, a matching suit jacket, and a brown overcoat that made him look sharp and sophisticated.

Nelson hates to admit it but Sabrina was happy and relaxed in Gerald's presence.

Gerald liked her and wanted to protect her. Therefore, he was also willing to change for her.

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He naturally had no idea how dangerous the situation had been or how she had escaped.