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Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Chapter 890
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Chapter: 890

During their three-year marriage, in their most intimate moments, Tyrone had always

taken the dominant position in bed.

Her mind couldn’t help but wonder, imagining Tyrone lying on the bed, letting her do

whatever she wanted.

Shaking her head vigorously, Sabrina snapped back to reality, sensing the trap he had laid

for her.

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“Nice try, but I won’t be baited to take that bet with you. Release me. You’re testing my

patience!”

Tyrone let out a sigh, realizing that Sabrina wasn’t buying into his proposal. He reluctantly

released her and admitted, “Jennie is also here.

She wants to join you in the hot spring.”

Breaking free, Sabrina took a step back, eyeing Tyrone suspiciously. “Is that so? Or is it

another one of your tricks?”

“Call her up if you don’t believe me.”

“Bring her over to my room, and I’ll take her with me.”

“I’ve already secured a room.”

Sabrina was assigned a room by the team, which she shared with a female coworker. For a

hot spring experience, she’d need to venture to the large pool.

Tyrone, on the other hand, had reserved an upscale suite featuring a private spring pool.

She vividly remembered how he had deceived her previously over the allure of a secluded

hot spring.

“I’UL make my own arrangements. Thanks, but no thanks,” Sabrina declared.

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A knowing grin crossed Tyrone’s face.

Sabrina briskly walked towards the main hall with Tyrone trailing behind her.

She approached the front desk in the main building and requested, “Could you please

reserve a suite with a private hot spring pool for two people?”

The receptionist responded with an apologetic smile, “I’m afraid during peak hours, all our

private spring suites are occupied. I’m so sorry for the inconvenience.”

Sabrina found herself at a loss for words.

The winter season often brought in a flurry of visitors, eager to relax. She had observed a

bustling crowd in the restaurant.

Yet, it was baffling to her that not a single suite with a private spring pool was unoccupied.

Sabrina inquired, “Are you sure? No vacancies at all? Has anyone vacated their rooms

today?”