Rekindling Her Affection (Sabrina and Nelson) novel Chapter 70

After finishing her business in Dewhurst, Sabrina allowed herself to relax and enjoy.

Gerald was very thoughtful. When the plane landed, an interesting young woman greeted them and became their tour guide for the entire trip.

She took them on leisurely tours of the scenic spots and found a tranquil cafe in a busy area where they could enjoy flowers, greenery, and sunshine. She even introduced them to local delicacies.

Ever since Sabrina's father passed away, she hadn't experienced such a relaxed and enjoyable life.

And it was all arranged by Gerald.

Yet, he never once called or texted her. The hotel would deliver a bouquet of Sweetheart Roses daily with a card that read, "Sweetheart, be happy."

Dewhurst's weather was spring-like all year round, with a clear blue sky and rolling mountains in the distance. It was an ideal place to live.

After three days, Sabrina felt she hadn't had enough of the trip and hoped to stay a few more days.

She bid the young tour guide goodbye. The journey from Dewhurst to Panshaw would take over four hours by high-speed rail. She and Abigail planned the rest of the trip themselves.

"Thank you so much. Please tell Gerald that I truly enjoyed my time here."

They arrived at Panshaw. Abigail eagerly headed out after dropping off their luggage.

They had chosen an area that had fewer tourists. With that, they could see dogs roaming freely.

Abigail played with the dogs by the street in a pretty floral dress. The bustling city noises were nonexistent. There were babbling streams with small bridges right next to the cobblestone streets in Panshaw. Sabrina loved this kind of quiet and leisurely life.

While the two were taking pictures together, someone called out, "Abby!"

The deep and pleasant voice made Abigail's back stiffen instantly.

Sabrina looked over with a frown as well. In the sunlight stood a hunky man dressed in a light blue casual buttoned-up shirt, a white T-shirt, and beige casual pants. He looked elegant and stylish.

He stood nearby while smiling at Abigail.

After a while, he said, "Abby, come over."

Abigail turned pale and instinctively took a step back.

Sabrina stood before Abigail and greeted, "Mr. Banks, what a coincidence."

Frederick approached them.

"It's not really a coincidence… I've been waiting for her."

Frederick scrutinized Abigail from head to toe. After several years, the once shy Abigail had blossomed into a stunning flower.

His invasive gaze made Abigail gasp. She looked away to avoid eye contact with him.

"We don't know you," Sabrina said as she pulled Abigail away.

"Ms. Wyatt, we're old acquaintances. You might be dignified, but I'm not."

He added, "Abby, what do you think?"

Abigail knew of Frederick's capabilities and methods.

She pursed her lips and said, "Sabrina, go back and wait for me."

Frederick was pleased with Abigail's attitude.

He affectionately patted her head and said to Sabrina, "Ms. Wyatt, I also suggest you return to the inn first."

A foreboding feeling rose in Sabrina's heart.

Panshaw was small, so reaching the inn took less than ten minutes.

Nelson sat on the couch in the sunken communal space while drinking tea.

Upon hearing her voice, he slowly looked over.