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Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Chapter 570
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Chapter: 570

Tyrone placed Bun down and slowly moved to the suitcase. He picked up one of the boxes,

revealing a necklace inside.

On the way to pick her up from his grandparents’ house after the interview, he purchased

it for her. She would often examine the gift but never remove it for use.

There was also a variety of jewelry, necklace, bracelet, earrings, brooch, and so on.

These must have been gifts from him as well.

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However, except for the necklace, the origins of the remaining pieces escaped his

memory.

It was probable that he had delegated the task of selecting these items to Kylan, as he

hadn’t seen them himself.

Next, he noticed several small boxes, unmistakably ring boxes.

Upon opening one, he discovered a woman’s ring.

He recalled purchasing this ring for her on the day Eddie had offered his apologies.

When the custom-made ring had arrived, he had personally slipped it onto her finger.

The image of the ring on her finger was still vivid in his memory.

He continued to wear his matching ring, although he was uncertain when she had

removed hers.

A mixture of emotions overwhelmed him as he stared at the ring.

He placed it back into the box, closed it, and carried the suitcase upstairs.

At eight o’clock in the evening, Tyrone was in a bar with his friends.

Rolf entered, greeted Tyson, scanned the room, and made his way to the corner sofa.

Seated beside Tyrone, Rolf inquired nonchalantly, “Why do you sit here?”

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“It’s quiet here,” Tyrone replied with an air of serenity.

“Separated from your wife?” Rolf took out a cigarette from his pocket.

“Indeed

Tyrone’s simple affirmation prompted Rolf to toss him a cigarette, which Tyrone promptly

ignited with Rolf’s lighter and began to smoke.

“Where might she be?” Rolf probed further, puffing on his cigarette.

“She is traveling in Norwen with her friends.”

Upon observing Tyrone’s composed demeanor, Rolf exhibited surprise, questioning, “You

just allowed her to leave Like that? I wouldn’t leave the woman I cherished so easily!”