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?”

Sonya spoke, she dialed Edmund’s number. She sat on the bed with one hand

smug when he saw it coming. Sibling rivalry? What a

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voice lowered to

is asleep. What’s the

hated Chelsea’s guts. Driven by wild rage, she yelled, “Who do you think

And you know what, I won’t cry for you.” Chelsea hung up, leaving Sonya

turned off Edmund’s phone.

fucking

Chelsea had

was with a demon who could take her life

Chelsea. Instead, she took Chelsea as a