Mr. Nelson Winning His Ex-wife's Heart

Sonya tried harder to recall, but she only remembered someone holding her hip, poking hard between her legs.

Eric’s expression softened and he sat up. Sonya didn’t doubt her memory at all when she saw a few fresh scratch marks on his back.

Eric handed Sonya her phone in full dress. “Your brother called when you were asleep. I think you should call him back.”

Eric didn’t mention their conversation and the fight between Edmund and him.

He added bleakly when Sonya took the phone, “Your brother seems to have an issue with me. Just don’t fight over me. He’s your brother.”

Sonya disliked Edmund, and Eric made this was worse.

“Did he do anything to you? Did he scold you or humiliate you?” Sonya snapped through clenched teeth. “He really thinks he’s the boss because he’s in charge of the Farrell family and he always meddles with my decisions?”

bed with one hand resting on her hip as if there was going to be a

felt smug when he saw it coming. Sibling rivalry? What a good show! How

G E L A ‘s L I B R A R

lowered

asleep. What’s the

guts. Driven by wild rage, she yelled, “Who do you think

won’t cry for you.” Chelsea hung up, leaving Sonya trembling in

Chelsea had turned

fucking bitch!” Sonya

thought Chelsea had gone

a demon who could take her

listened to Chelsea. Instead, she