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Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Chapter 174
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Chapter: 174

His words were like a dagger, piercing her heart, leaving it shattered.

She had tried so hard to hold onto him, only to be rewarded with such cruel words.

She was mistaken.

The peace they had enjoyed for the past few days had lowered her defenses. She almost

forgot about Galilea, who stood as a barrier between her and Tyrone.

As long as Galilea was in the picture, her life would never find peace, even if she remained

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married to Tyrone. @

She shouldn’t have craved his warmth. She should have known better. ©

Curled up in the bed, she felt the chill.

Tossing and turning, eyes tightly shut, the ticking of the clock was all she could hear. She

had no idea how long she had lain there, sleep eluding her.

She didn’t know when sleep finally claimed her.

When she awoke the following day, she found herself alone.

The bed sheet beside her was perfectly made, a clear sign of his absence.

Sabrina glanced at the wall clock. It was already nine.

After freshening up, she headed downstairs.

“Ma’am, you’re up. I’ll make breakfast for you.” id Tyrone return at any point?” Sabrina

asked quietly. jo.” The housekeeper shook her head with a sigh.

“I understand.”

With a heavy heart, Sabrina sank into the couch, glancing at her phone screen, which

remained devoid of any messages.

After her meal, it was nearing ten o’clock. She instructed the driver to take her to the

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hospital.

The car pulled up at the entrance. Sabrina alighted and made her way upstairs. A glance

at the parking lot revealed a familiar license plate.

Believing her eyes to be playing tricks on her, she looked again for confirmation,

It was Tyrone’s car.

Hadn’t Tyrone gone to see Galilea? Why was he at the hospital?

Before Sabrina could enter the ward, a known voice reached her ears. “I recall at our last

meeting, you asked if I was fond of steaks. How swiftly time passes!”

The voice was Galilea’s.

A cold shiver ran down Sabrina’s spine, and she felt as if she were encased in ice. She

stood there, stunned.