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Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Chapter 435
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Chapter: 435

Larry was an easygoing person; Sabrina’s relationship with him was better than the one

between her and Tyrone.

Tyrone didn’t voice any suspicion, instead turning to Sabrina. “I noticed you barely ate

anything earlier. Make sure to eat more.”

“Okay,” Sabrina replied.

Larry glanced at them, announcing, “I should head back too. Otherwise, my wife might

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think I’ve taken up smoking again.”

Noticing the discarded cigarette butts on the ground, Tyrone managed a smile.

In a hushed tone, Larry added, “Don’t let her know.”

“You reek of smoke,” Tyrone replied, raising an eyebrow.

Larry paused, sniffed his shoulder, and said helplessly, “I’ll take a walk before heading

back.”

After Lunch, two cars departed the house, ending their journey at the base of a cemetery.

As they made their way to the cemetery, Tyrone remained silent for an extended period,

just as he had done in the past.

Before, Sabrina had found it strange. After all, Tyrone, having grown up with Cesar, and

having lost his father early in life, didn’t have the warmest of relationships with his father.

Plus, it had been more than a decade. His longing for his father didn’t seem to fit.

But now, she understood.

Larry placed flowers on the tombstone.

“Dad, Mom, we’ve come to visit! Frankie, meet your grandparents.”

At the sight of the tombstone, Frankie looked puzzled but obediently greeted, “Grandpa

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and Grandma.”

Tyrone merely squatted down, quietly placing an object next to the tombstone, He said

nothing. Was it because of his stoicism or Larry’s presence?

Gazing at the quiet Tyrone, Sabrina felt a blend of emotions.

Afterward, they made their way back to the city.

“Home or to Grandparents’?” Tyrone inquired, eyes on the road.

“Let’s head to Grandparents’. I rarely get free time, and I’d like to spend it with them,”

Sabrina responded.

“Alright. I have a few errands to run. I’ll drop you off and pick you up later tonight.”

“Okay.”

Upon leaving Sabrina at the house, Tyrone drove off.

He didn’t return until eight in the evening, after finishing his tasks.