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Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Chapter 291
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Chapter: 291

His expression made her heart flutter. Without a second thought, she slid out of bed,

flinging herself into his arms, sobbing. “Forgive me, Tyrone. I promise to listen to your

words from now on!”

With one arm supporting her, Tyrone produced a small square box from his pocket, placing

it on the table. “In truth, I had a surprise planned for you. Even without your deceit, I

would have visited you last night.” ©

“I’ve messed up. I overthought. I shouldn’t have lied. Tyrone, I beg for your forgiveness. I

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promise to abide by your words from now on.”

Gazing down at her, Tyrone said, “You shouldn’t entertain such thoughts. You don’t have to

heed my words. Simply embrace your true self. You’ve led a fulfilling life during your years

abroad. You’re perfectly capable of a life without me.”

Galilea was gripped by panic. “Tyrone, what are you suggesting? You’re not planning on

divorcing Sabrina? Are we splitting up?”

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“Perhaps you shouldn’t remain at home all the time. You’ve recently returned, and you’ve

been under the weather quite a lot. Staying overseas might be a better option for you,”

said Tyrone.

“No. I returned because of you, Tyrone. Please, don’t say such things.”

“We can discuss this later. Seeing as your injuries aren’t serious,

I’ll be heading off now,” Galilea pleaded.

Galilea, while still cradling him in her embrace, didn’t wish for him to leave.

When she looked up, catching Tyrone’s gaze, she involuntarily shivered and released him.

Without a second glance, Tyrone exited the hospital room.

He got into his car and headed straight for Sabrina’s office at the company.

Her office was empty and the computer was powered down.

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He casually called an employee of MQ Clothing and inquired, “Can you tell me where

Sabrina is?”

“I’m not sure. She didn’t report in today. It appears she might have taken a day off.”

“Alright, understood.”

Without wasting any more time, he drove back home.

“Welcome back, sir,” greeted the housekeeper.

Making his way up the stairs, he asked, “Where’s Sabrina?”

“She’s away on a business trip.”

Tyrone halted in his steps, asking, “Business trip?”

“Yes, she left for a business trip with her assistant.”