Chapter 117

Sabrina was lounging in the living room, waiting for Eva to bring over some clothes. She was wearing Nelson's oversized T-shirt, which covered her thighs but left her long, fair legs exposed. She was absorbed in her phone, occasionally jotting down notes. Nelson couldn't help but stare at her legs, his brows furrowing. He had never been particularly interested in such things before, but now, his thoughts were filled with her. With a sigh, he picked up a blanket and draped it over her legs. Sabrina looked up, frowning. "What are you doing?" "You'll catch a cold," he replied. She rolled her eyes at him. "Do you think I'll catch a cold that easily? Isn't the temperature in this house controlled?" Ignoring his concern, she tossed the blanket aside. Nelson, growing exasperated, grabbed her and pushed her back onto the couch. "Sabrina, are you doing this on purpose? Are you trying to flirt with me?" She leaned back, her elegant neck arched as she gave him a look that was both dismi