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Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Chapter 285
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Chapter: 285

Tyrone’s mind concluded that Sabrina was probably furious, refusing to answer his call.

After mulling over it, he sent Sabrina a text.

“Galilea has been severely injured. She rang me up for aid. Her injury is, unavoidably, my

burden too. I’ll be staying overnight at the hospital to look after her. We can discuss any

matters tomorrow. Wait for me at home.”

After sending the text, Tyrone stayed outside for a bit, then retreated back to the ward.

Early next morning, Tyrone checked his conversation with Sabrina on his phone. Still no

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response.

He paced down the corridor and attempted calling Sabrina again. Her phone remained

shut off.

After a moment of thought, Tyrone called Karen. “Hello, sir. How may I assist you?” she

asked.

“Karen, hand the phone over to Sabrina. I need to discuss something with her.”

“Understood.” Karen speculated that Tyrone might have ticked off Sabrina again, leading

her to avoid his calls.

Roughly two minutes later, a dejected Karen reported to Tyrone, “Sir, Mrs. Blakely is

refusing to speak with you.”

Tyrone responded with silence, finally uttering, “Alright.”

Soon, Galilea regained consciousness

Upon opening her eyes, she saw Tyrone by her bedside, which brought a comforting smile

to her face.

She extended her hand to Tyrone, who stood up and took hold of it. “How are you holding

up?”

“It’s painful,” Galilea managed to whisper.

“I’LL fetch the doctor,” Julia offered immediately.

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“Tyrone, I was so terrified. Why didn’t you pick up my calls yesterday?” Galilea clutched

his hand. “I feared you stopped loving me.

I was stuck in that room with flames lunging at me. I screamed for help, but nobody came,

and it was agonizing. I was convinced I was dying. If you don’t love me anymore, I’d rather

be dead.”

Tyrone looked at her, his emotions undecipherable. He consoled her softly, “Don’t

overthink. I simply missed your calls.”

“It’s not your mistake. Just stay by my side. You’ll always be there for me, right, Tyrone?”

“Rest your mind. Prioritize your recovery.”

“As long as you’re by my side, I’LL do my best to recuperate.” @

The doctor soon arrived for an examination.

Tyrone gave them space and stepped out of the ward.