Chapter 408

A pang tugged at Sabrina's heart, unsettling her. When she looked back at Nelson, she noticed how tightly his brows were knitted together, discomfort written all over his face. "W-What's wrong with you?" she asked. "Nothing, I just didn't sleep well." Nelson stood in the doorway, one hand braced against the wall. A throbbing pain pulsed at his temples, and waves of nausea were rising again. At that moment, Andrew approached, holding an umbrella. "Ms. Wyatt…" "Mr. Zeller, take her home," Nelson said, his voice strained with pain as he forced himself to turn and walk back inside. Sabrina looked after him, the words she wanted to say lingering on her lips. "No need to worry about him. We're all used to it by now," Andrew murmured. Sabrina said nothing more. She opened her umbrella and slowly made her way toward the car. The courtyard was quiet, with the only sound being the steady tap of rain against her umbrella. "When did his headaches start?" she asked. "Last year. They've gra