Chapter 525

Sabrina paused and pondered Chelsea's question for a moment. When she returned to the room, Nelson was sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at a painting on the wall. Sabrina handed him a set of pajamas that Adam had once worn. "Change into this and get some rest." Nelson held her hand and wrapped his arms around her waist. He leaned against her shoulder and asked, "If it weren't for what happened all those years ago, would you have become a well-known artist by now?" Samson had been alive then, and so was Adam. With a solid family background and her warm personality, along with a natural talent and appreciation for art, Sabrina's path might have been different. At the very least, she wouldn't have had to toil as she did now. Sabrina recalled how, long ago, he had asked her who painted that piece. "Nelson, if I had just answered you honestly back then, would we have avoided all these twists and turns?" she asked, her fingers gently tracing his hair. Upon looking back at her