Chapter 48

Meanwhile, Sarah waited for her friend impatiently at home. She kept pacing the room. She had risked it all by sending Chelsea to deliver the pancakes but there was no option, she could not face Ezra.

He insulted and degraded her half-naked body. No woman was supposed to hear such a comparison, not even from a friend.

Ezra was a heartless jerk, and she was now doubting if she could manage to be around him.

The door opened, and Chelsea walked in with a smile on her face.

"Did he accept the pancakes?" Sarah ran to her.

"Calm down, calm down. Of course, he refused, but I slammed them on the table with a bang," she smiled.

"Chelsea!" Sarah looked away.

"And I told him I am now on Team George," Chelsea laughed. "You should have seen his stupidly handsome face."

Sarah gazed at her friend full of regret. Unlike her, Chelsea was not the type to hold back when irritated. She had known that, though she would have chosen not to make the pancakes at all.

She turned and walked to the couch.

"Sarah