Chapter 32

Sabrina looked at Nelson lounging on the couch. He was still as good-looking as he was when she first met him at 19. However, the 30-year-old Nelson's actions were nothing like they used to be. Even when he smiled, he seemed like a jerk. Sabrina took a deep breath and approached him. Nelson seemed pleased with her attitude. He naturally placed his hands on either side of the couch and lounged lazily. Sabrina loved basic clothes. This day, she wore a black sweater with a pearl necklace adorning her slender neck. She paired it with wide-leg black pants, creating a perfect blend of professionalism and understated charm. He squinted slightly as he stared at her. When Sabrina stood in front of him, he unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt. However, the scenario he anticipated, where she would please him, didn't unfold. Sabrina lunged at him and grappled with him. What did this son of a bitch take her for? She was blind to have ever loved him. Caught off guard, Nelson received a sharp