Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Chapter: 57
“Thank you.”
Tyrone packed away the medicines and retorted, “No need for thanks.” @
At this moment, Tyrone’s phone rang. He checked the caller ID and furrowed his eyebrows. He answered, “Hello, Galilea...”
No one knew what Galilea said, but Tyrone’s expression grew serious.
“Okay, I understand. I’ll be there shortly.”
Tyrone ended the call and briskly walked out.
Sabrina managed to stop him momentarily. “Will you return tonight?” @
“I’m not sure,” Tyrone answered.
“Is Galilea alright?” Sabrina gathered her strength to inquire.
A suspicion gnawed at her, suggesting Tyrone might leave and not return, just as he had done the previous day.
She pondered on the reason Galilea might have given to have Tyrone keep her company for consecutive days.
Tyrone looked back at her and frowned. “Sabrina, you usually don’t ask questions.”
A sudden paleness cloaked Sabrina’s face. “My ankle hurts. Can you perhaps...”
“Your ankle is simply sprained. Call upon the housekeeper should you require assistance,” Tyrone retorted coldly, departing
without looking back.
As Sabrina watched his retreating figure, she felt very bitter.
She seldom displayed vulnerability before him, yet he responded as if she was being overly delicate.
When someone harbors no love for you, exposing your frailties is pointless. @
Divorce was on the horizon. What authority did she have to probe into his affairs?

She berated herself for being foolish. One act of kindness from him, and she had mistaken it for affection.
She felt humiliated once more. ©
Surprisingly, Tyrone didn’t just stay away for one night, but two nights.
Sabrina, however, wouldn’t surrender. She remained perched on her bed, waiting until nightfall. She played with her phone until
sleep claimed her, leaving a single light glowing beside her.
Upon waking, the pristine condition of the other side of the bed confirmed no one had occupied it.
Lying there, Sabrina traced the ceiling with her eyes and released a sigh.