Rekindling Her Affection (Sabrina and Nelson)

Anyone who saw Sabrina would've felt sorry for her.

She was on the verge of tears. Her nose was red, and tears welled at the edges of her eyes but stubbornly refused to fall.

At that moment, she looked like a fragile doll.

Nelson reached out and tried to touch her cheek, but she stepped back. "Mr. Tucker, let's not waste each other's time anymore." Sabrina didn't want to be in the same space as him. She has seen enough of his fake compassion.

She tossed the divorce papers on the table, picked up her phone, and walked out.

She shivered in the chilly wind outside the club. She realized she had left her coat and bag in the private room.

Her composure earlier was a facade. In truth, she was flustered and embarrassed.

She wondered why she was upset over a man who didn't care about her at all.

She stood in the harsh wind with tears pooling in her eyes, trying to get a taxi using a ride-hailing app.

At that moment, Gerald arrived at the club with a client for dinner.

As he got out of his car, he spotted Sabrina.

She was dressed thinly and lacked her usual calm and composed demeanor. She resembled a lost little girl.

He sighed and made a quick excuse to his client before walking toward her and removing his jacket.

When the warm jacket was draped over Sabrina's shoulders, she looked up in surprise.

Gerald smiled warmly. "It's negative seven degrees today. You're beautiful enough, there's no need to dress so lightly. Don't you feel cold?" Her teary eyes curved into a smile at his joke.

"Put it on and head home. I can't accompany you today," he said.

She noticed two men waiting nearby.

"Thank you," Sabrina said.

"I have to go now," Gerald said.

Sabrina turned her head and watched Gerald walk toward the club while talking with the men beside him.

Since he was dressed so lightly, he looked quite thin.

Before he went upstairs, he turned back and winked at her.

Meanwhile Nelson stood by the table in the private room.

He stared at the untouched food and the divorce agreement in front of him.

Sabrina's words made him feel uneasy.

Then, he noticed her bag on the chair.

Her car keys were inside, and her coat was still hanging on the hanger.

He sighed and had to admit to himself that she was right. All this while, he had ignored her grievances.

If Nelson had given even a quarter of his care for "that person" to Sabrina, he wouldn't have let her leave without a coat on such a cold day.

When Sabrina got inside the taxi, she was momentarily captivated by the neon-lit city from outside the car window.

After that, she quickly instructed the driver, "Take me to Kirisle Bay, please."

Her arrival surprised Pamela.

When she opened the door, she saw that Sabrina was dressed in a basic but stylish men's puffer jacket.

This reminded Pamela of the saying that good-looking people look more attractive when they're dressed plainly. Sabrina was such a person.

In her memory, Sabrina always dressed in basic and minimalist workwear, yet she always stood out in appearance and demeanor.

"Ms. Wyatt, is there something you need?" Pamela asked, feeling a sense of satisfaction.

She believed knowing about "that person" was enough to push Sabrina and Nelson's relationship to the brink.

After all, the Wyatt family were a prideful bunch.

After what Nelson had done to Pamela, if she couldn't have him, Sabrina shouldn't either.

"I do have something to discuss with you. Aren't you going to invite me in?" Sabrina asked with a smile.

As Pamela led her inside, she talked about the house's decor. She claimed that Nelson liked this style and often fell asleep on her sofa.

Sabrina listened quietly, then sat on the sofa where Nelson frequently slept. It was indeed very comfortable.

Afterward, she stared at Pamela expressionlessly.

She didn't intend to make things difficult for her. She also understood struggles in a women's career.