The Apple of My Eye
Chapter 985 Donna's Trap

After finishing his work, George headed straight to his mother's house. The moment he stepped inside, he saw a variety of delicious dishes in the dining room and Sula was setting the table alongside Donna. 'They really do look like mother and daughter. No wonder Holley gets jealous,' he thought.

When Sula heard the door open, she turned around and saw George. Her face lit up in joy and she gushed, "George, you're here! Dinner is ready. Why don't you go wash up?"

"Hmm," George replied flatly.

During the dinner, they didn't talk anything about the charity auction. After the delicious meal, George settled himself down on the living room couch and watched TV while Donna went to the kitchen. Knowing that the two might need some privacy, Sula retired to her bedroom upstairs.

Donna brought a plate full of fruits, placed it on the center table and sat down next to her son. Seeing the shadow of sadness on his face, she asked, "What's wrong? Did Holley snap at you last night?" "No, she didn't," George lied. He wasn't the kind of person who would talk behind his girlfriend's back. With a slight smile, he said, "Holley is a sensible girl."

"Oh Come on, son! Stop defending her," Donna reprimanded him. With a cold sneer, she said, "I know her better than you do."

"Mom..." George knitted his brows in worry. He couldn't contain his doubts anymore and blurted out his complaints to her. "You can't blame her. Why did you bid for that diamond?" he grumbled.

He turned to look at Donna as he admonished her, "It would have been fair if you had bought it for yourself. But why did you have to give it to Sula in front of her? What were you thinking?"

"I had to do that because of you! Don't you know that you have broken her heart?" Donna shot back angrily. "I brought her here hoping that you two could be together. We have been here for so long, yet you totally ignored her. And all women love jewelry. So, I gifted her one. Did I do something wrong? Don't you think that we owe her at least that much?"

"I..." George faltered. 'She does have a point,' he thought.

A bitter smile appeared on his face as he said, "But Mom, you shouldn't have given her such an expensive gift."

"Sula is from a rich family and you know it. Do you think it's proper to give her some cheap third rate stuff?" Donna scowled at her son. "Besides, she might feel displeased if I didn't treat her according to her status."

Seeing the dismal look on George's face, she continued, "You should talk to Holley and ask her to stop sulking. She already has you. There is no need to get angry over some jewelry." "Mom, you got Holley all wrong."

"Enough of that. I'm done with this subject," she said with finality, sparing George a glance. "Anyway, I have settled down here. I will be going to the company from tomorrow." "What?" His eyes widened in surprise as he asked, "You are resuming work?"

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"Oh yes. Is there a problem?" Donna asked acidly. "I will be staying here for quite some time. I have already put some work on hold. I can't continue to stay at home. I've got things to deal with and I will be starting tomorrow. I will need an office."

"No problem." George nodded reluctantly.

Donna poured him a glass of milk and said, "It's late. How about you sleep here tonight? I have set up a room for you upstairs."

George hesitated for a moment, but then nodded in agreement.

He decided that it was time to teach Holley a lesson. This time, he wasn't going to compromise.

He took the glass of milk from Donna and emptied it. He put down the glass on the table with a thud. He had intended to stay in the living room for a little while longer, but he felt his head spin wildly. With a scowl, he shook his head to clear his vision, but failed. With a sly smile flickering across her lips, Donna said, "If you're sleepy, you should go upstairs and rest. Your room is the first one on the left."

"All right," George said, drowsily. He rubbed his temples as he stumbled up the stairs. As he pushed open the bedroom door, he saw Sula sitting on the bed.

"Oh sorry! I thought this was my room," George apologized awkwardly as he realized that he had entered her room without even knocking. When she saw him turn and totter towards the door, Sula jumped off the bed and sprinted towards him. She threw her arms around his waist and pressed her head against his back. "Please stay, George," she cooed.

A strong desire rose in his heart. He held her hands and was on the verge of losing control of himself.

Shaking, Sula tightened her grip. When Donna had told her about the plan earlier, she was shocked and nervous.

'There is no turning back at this point. I can't give up now,' she thought.

She loosened her grip around him slowly and came out from behind him. She stood facing him for a moment and then quickly leaned in to kiss him on his lips. The moment her lips touched his, she was overcome with excitement and ecstasy.

She finally had the man she loved in her arms.

Actually, she was in the arms of the man she loved.

George pulled her into a tight hug. His eyes were dull and blank, and he had no idea what he was doing.

He felt a fire burning inside his body and he kissed Sula fervently on her lips. It was as if he was desperate to vent his sexual desire. He lifted Sula up and placed her on the soft bed.

Soon, he was entwined in thrones of passion with her underneath his body. After a crazy round of love-making, he fixed his unfocused eyes on Sula and murmured, "I really love you, Holley."

A wry smile emerged on Sula's face. 'This is the only way I can be with George. But it doesn't matter. I love him,' she thought.

She caressed his handsome cheek and said affectionately, "I love you, George."

George sank into the bed and fell asleep beside her. Sula had such sweet dreams that night.

The next morning, Sula woke up before George. She stared obsessively at the man lying next to her. She could never get sick of his charming face.

When the morning light hit his face, George slowly blinked his eyes. Sula quickly closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

She didn't know why she did this. Perhaps she didn't know how to face George after the crazy night.

When George's eyes finally adjusted to the morning light, he was taken aback at the sight of Sula lying beside him. With a tensed frown, he tried to focus and recall what had happened last night. But he couldn't remember anything and he had no idea why he had ended up sleeping with her.

'Oh my God! What's going on?' his mind screamed.

With a rattled expression, he yanked his quilt away with shivering hands. His pupils dilated in guilt and astonishment when he found that he was naked under the sheets.

He jumped out of bed without making a sound and fixed himself up in a hurry. He tiptoed to the door and turned to steal a glance at the sleeping Sula.

He couldn't believe that he had made love to the woman he had considered as his own sister. Out of instinct, he chose to escape from the scene as fast as possible.

But as soon as he stepped out of her room, he ran into Donna. With confusion and surprise written all over her face, she asked, "What's going on in here, George? What were you doing in Sula's room?"