Chapter 29
Gerald was meticulous in his efforts to repair Sabrina's brooch.
He pulled out all the stops, using every connection he had to reach Simon, all in the hopes of earning a smile from Sabrina.
Word of his dedication spread through their social circle. The playboy Gerald had turned into a devoted boyfriend for Sabrina.
At Club Felicity, Justin overheard a group discussing the matter.
Nelson remained unperturbed at the poker table, completely focused on the game. His luck tonight was extraordinary, causing Ronaldo's expression to turn sour.
Ronaldo folded his cards and remarked, "Your love life's in ruins, but don't drag us down."
Justin interjected, "What are you talking about? When has Nelson's love life ever been in ruins? He's head over heels for her."
Nelson calmly played a nine of hearts while chuckling, "When have I been head over heels for her?"
"Never had you delivered food to her?"
"I did," Nelson admitted.
"It's quite difficult to control your desire, right?" Justin smirked.
During their last poker game here, Justin had teased him about it, suggesting he might get addicted.
The incident with Sabrina ending up in the hospital was merely a result of medication and had nothing to do with sexual desires.
When Sabrina came to him because of the brooch, he felt no inclination to touch her.
To him, she was just a beautiful decoration. Lacking genuine affection, he found intimacy with her uninteresting.
Yet he couldn't shake the memory of her disheveled state in his arms that night. It took him quite some time under the cold shower to compose himself.
Now, he somewhat agreed with Justin about the difficulty of control, especially when dealing with a reluctant wife. Her aggrieved face could easily trigger a man's desire for conquest. "Can I swap the building with the gallery in Ephane with yours?" Nelson brought up business matters.
Justin glanced at him. "Aren't you going back to Tucker Group?"
"I never planned to go back. Will you swap or not?"
"Of course. I can't argue with your decision, can I?"
As the door to the private room swung open, Gerald hurried in, disrupting Nelson's thoughts.
"Ronaldo, have you ever had Mr. Nash customize a pair of rings for you?"
Ronaldo nodded, remembering the occasion. However, it was Nelson who had ordered the rings. Nelson wanted to give the ring to his beloved.
It was quite a secretive matter, so how did Gerald know about it?
"Can you help me get in touch with Mr. Nash?"
"Um... I don't..."
Feeling a kick to his foot, Ronaldo glanced at Nelson, who nodded at him with a menacing look.
"Fine, I'll help you get in touch. Is it for... fixing Sabrina's brooch?"
Gerald nodded. "Yes, I know contacting Mr. Nash is complicated. You've been eyeing that piece of land in Wrophia, right? I'll offer it to you at a low price."
Ronaldo was rendered speechless. The one head over heels for a woman was here.
"Gerald, get a grip. You do know Sabrina isn't single, right?"
"I know, but her relationship with her partner isn't going well. I feel like they're breaking up."
"Is that what she told you?" Justin raised an eyebrow.
"She didn't say it directly, but I can sense it. She said we'd talk about our future after she handles her personal matters. Isn't that a sign for me to wait? Once she breaks up, I'll marry her." Gerald had it all planned out.
Justin snorted, "Gerald, Sabrina isn't breaking up."
"Why not?"
"The son of a bitch has realized her worth. You can ask Nelson if you don't believe me."
"Nelson, who's that son of a bitch?"