Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

However, now the term sounded harsh in his ears and hurt him deeply.
What he didn’t know was that in the past three years, every time Sabrina called him that, her heart ached.
“No,” Tyrone answered, his voice heavy.
Sabrina taunted, “So if you’re not here for business, you must be going on a holiday. I didn’t expect that you would have time to
travel after becoming the chairman of Blakely Group.”
Tyrone didn’t want to engage in small talk or argue, so he got to the point, his expression serious. “I came for you.”
“For me?” Sabrina’s expression froze momentarily. His words caught her off guard. “Why would you want to see me?”
“Sabrina, are you in a relationship with Bradley?”
“Why do you ask?”
“Yes or no?”
Sabrina avoided giving him a direct response, and Tyrone could sense her evasion. To him, her silence spoke volumes and
confirmed his suspicions. He clenched his fists, feeling wounded with disappointment.
“I don’t owe you an answer. Remember, we’re divorced.”
Sabrina’s resolute expression left him feeling a profound emptiness that gripped his heart. In this very instant, he understood that
if he were to claim concern for her solely as a brother, his words would come across as weak and pointless.
An urgency grew within him. He knew he had to find a way to convey his feelings for her before it was too late. “Sabrina, I never
wanted the divorce. You know that.”
Having anticipated Sabrina’s response, Tyrone had rehearsed his words a hundred times in his mind. With genuine sincerity, he
asked, “Sabrina, could we find a place to talk?”
Sabrina glanced coldly at Tyrone, her face betraying a sense of mockery, and said, “Grandpa’s gone, and we’re divorced.
There’s no need for you to play any games with me now.”
A flash of pain crossed Tyrone’s eyes. He hadn’t anticipated that Sabrina would think this way.

The realization that she didn’t trust him at all stung him deeply.
“I made a mistake, Sabrina. I shouldn’t have divorced you. Like you said, grandpa’s no longer with us, and I don’t have to
pretend to Love you. Whether you believe it or not, I truly love you. I don’t want to divorce you.”
He had declared his love for her before. When she questioned when he had fallen in love with her, he was left without an answer.
But even if his words were true, why should she reconcile with him?
Should he be forgiven for all the pain she endured in the past?
With a chill in her voice, Sabrina retorted, “Regrets don’t have a cure, Tyrone. Your reasons don’t matter to me. What I know is
that I don’t want to remarry you.”
She wondered why Tyrone could abandon Galilea and play this charade.
Did he need her for something? Did his grandfather’s will state that he couldn’t divorce her if he wanted to be the chairman?