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Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Chapter 47
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Chapter: 47

She paused mid-sentence, finishing instead with, “Your thoughts don’t concern me.”

“Why is that? Because you’re saving yourself for that man? You don’t care about my

thoughts? Perhaps, you can’t offer an explanation? No wonder you agreed to the divorce

so promptly. So, Galilea and I have given you just what you desired, and I even assumed

the blame for you in front of my grandparents.” Tyrone’s gaze hardened, his speculation

flowing calmly from his Lips.

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“Why would you assume that?”

“Isn’t it the case? You wish for my happiness, or is it that you want to be with the man you

love?”

Sabrina couldn’t hold back a Laugh.

Tonight, her heart was broken and numb.

Closing her eyes in resignation, she sighed. “You’re free to believe what you want. I need

to go to the guest room and have a rest.”

She was too fatigued to continue the discussion.

Then she turned around and walked out.

“Wait.” Tyrone intercepted her by clutching her wrist. “You rest in the master bedroom, I’ll

take the guest room.”

He was cut off by Sabrina’s sudden shriek. She was on the brink of a tumble, having lost

her balance.

With reflexes kicking in, Tyrone reached out to steady her.

“Are you alright?”

“I’m okay.” Sabrina nodded, still in mild shock.

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Suddenly, the bath towel wrapping around Sabrina fell to the floor.

A wave of cold swept over her.

Stunned and blushing furiously, Sabrina covered her face hastily and stammered, “You…

Look away, please.”

“I have seen your body before.” @

Tyrone found her fluster amusing.

Yet, when his gaze inadvertently fell on her body, it lingered on her plump breasts and

slender waist.

“Aren’t you going to the guest room? Please, proceed!”

Sabrina grabbed the fallen towel, securing it around herself.

As she lifted her gaze, she met Tyrone’s intense eyes, drawing her in like a vortex.