Chapter: 462
Applying the cream haphazardly, he wrapped the bandages around the wounds clumsily.
After a considerable struggle, he discovered the lack of scissors, resorting to attempting to tear the bandage.
Multiple failed efforts later, he only managed to tighten the bandage, turning the surrounding skin a raw red.
Suddenly, the sound of an opening and closing door echoed in the room.
He glanced up, only to find the space before him devoid of any presence.
Tyrone’s body tensed, sinking back into the couch, surrendering to his fate.
Sabrina didn’t care for him anymore.
She no longer felt any remorse for him.
A bitter emotion welled within Tyrone as he grabbed the bandage, ripping it off effortlessly and discarding it on the table.
“You removed it?” Sabrina appeared at the office doorway, scissors in hand.
Tyrone, surprised, met her gaze briefly before averting his eyes. “You can return to your tasks. I can manage.”
Sabrina’s brows furrowed. “I brought you a pair of scissors.”
She proceeded to place the scissors next to the first-aid kit. “I’ll resume work. Don’t forget to ask your secretary to fetch a change
of clothes for you.”
She felt compelled to remind him upon noticing his damp trousers.
As Sabrina turned around, ready to leave, Tyrone felt an overwhelming sense of suffocation. “Wait!”
She stopped, turning to face him. “Anything else?”
Slowly rising to his feet, Tyrone fixated his gaze on Sabrina. “Does it sadden you to see me injured? Even just a little...”
Their gazes locked. Sabrina responded with a smile, “Tyrone, there’s no use in asking that.”
He was just with Galilea, who had defended him against the knife attack. Now, while she was hospitalized, he was questioning
whether Sabrina was affected by his injuries
What was he thinking?
“Why is there no point?” Tyrone took a step forward.
“You should prioritize attending to your wounds and changing your attire before visiting Galilea at the hospital.”
A shadow fell across Tyrone’s face. He understood that if Sabrina could deduce his injuries from the news, she could also
ascertain that the other victim was Galilea.
He quickly clarified, “I was at lunch with Chains. He departed first. I encountered the attackers afterward. I had no idea why
Galilea was there or why she got stabbed.”