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Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Chapter 249
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Chapter: 249

Drained of strength, Sabrina could hardly stand on her own. She nestled into Tyrone’s

embrace, her flushed face gasping for air.

Tyrone, sensing her tremors, gently asked, “How do you feel? Feeling any better?”

Nestled in his comforting embrace, Sabrina didn’t want to break free.

Like a kitten, she purred a soft “Yes” in response.

Supporting her, Tyrone allowed her to sit on his lap.

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Understanding his intentions, Sabrina squirmed, saying, “No, you can’t.”

She was in no condition for such intimate relations, especially with their baby in mind. ©

“But we can take it slow, we don’t have work tomorrow,” Tyrone reasoned.

Two months without sex was taking a toll on him.

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Plus, his recent efforts to help her relax had only increased his longing for her.

Sabrina found it hard to resist him, just then a knock on the door provided a momentary

distraction.

Breathing deeply, she gently pushed him aside. “Answer the door.”

Cursing under his breath, Tyrone groaned. Of all the times, their dinner had to be delivered

now.

Wrapping himself in his bathrobe, he fetched their meal from the door.

Laying out the extravagant dinner by the hot spring pool table, Tyrone watched as Sabrina

relaxed in the warm waters, thoroughly enjoying her meal.

Once she finished her dinner, she rose from the hot spring pool, clad in a bath towel, and

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declared, “I’m heading back. You can have the rest.”

Tyrone’s mood soured at her departure.

After Sabrina left, he ate a bit more, exited the hot spring and tidied the pool’s edge.

Back in the living room, Tyrone found a phone on the sofa. Just as he was about to switch

it on, he realized it was Sabrina’s, not his.

He knew the password.

Unlocking the phone, he noticed what she had been reading before.

Two clicks in, he froze.

It was a post from Galilea from the previous night, expressing appreciation. “Grateful for

your company in the early morning.”

A quick click on the attached photo, and he recognized his own hand.