Chapter 192

"Sort of," Nelson replied. He was always blunt about such matters. He pressed Sabrina against the desk while slipping his fingers under her shirt. Halfway through, he paused, his eyes lighting up. "Front clasp?" Sabrina pushed him away. But he chuckled and undid it effortlessly. Nelson glanced up, noticing the redness around her eyes and the blush spreading across her fair face. Without hesitation, he leaned in to taste her. Shame washed over Sabrina. His actions brought back memories of their urgency and chaos back at Clapham Mountain. She couldn't forget it and couldn't escape it now. "Nelson, isn't Chelsea the one you truly care about? You've been searching for her all these years. She's suffering with Asher, and you're just standing by, watching. You..." However, Nelson was too preoccupied to respond. When it became unbearable, Sabrina hit him a few times. Finally, he carried her to the couch, panting. "After you visited Chelsea, I knew you'd be glad for me to intervene.