Chapter: 47
She paused mid-sentence, finishing instead with, “Your thoughts don’t concern me.”
“Why is that? Because you’re saving yourself for that man? You don’t care about my thoughts? Perhaps, you can’t offer an
explanation? No wonder you agreed to the divorce so promptly. So, Galilea and I have given you just what you desired, and I
even assumed the blame for you in front of my grandparents.” Tyrone’s gaze hardened, his speculation flowing calmly from his
Lips.
“Why would you assume that?”
“Isn’t it the case? You wish for my happiness, or is it that you want to be with the man you love?”
Sabrina couldn’t hold back a Laugh.
Tonight, her heart was broken and numb.
Closing her eyes in resignation, she sighed. “You’re free to believe what you want. I need to go to the guest room and have a
rest.”
She was too fatigued to continue the discussion.
Then she turned around and walked out.
“Wait.” Tyrone intercepted her by clutching her wrist. “You rest in the master bedroom, I’ll take the guest room.”
He was cut off by Sabrina’s sudden shriek. She was on the brink of a tumble, having lost her balance.
With reflexes kicking in, Tyrone reached out to steady her.
“Are you alright?”
“I’m okay.” Sabrina nodded, still in mild shock.
Suddenly, the bath towel wrapping around Sabrina fell to the floor.
A wave of cold swept over her.
Stunned and blushing furiously, Sabrina covered her face hastily and stammered, “You... Look away, please.”
“I have seen your body before.” @
Tyrone found her fluster amusing.
Yet, when his gaze inadvertently fell on her body, it lingered on her plump breasts and slender waist.
“Aren’t you going to the guest room? Please, proceed!”
Sabrina grabbed the fallen towel, securing it around herself.
As she lifted her gaze, she met Tyrone’s intense eyes, drawing her in like a vortex.