Sabrina glanced at Bradley and moved slightly nearer to him.
With a captivating smile, Bradley moved towards Sabrina until his arm grazed her shoulder.
He angled his body slightly toward her, his Long legs on display, and announced, “Good, hold that position. Three, two, one!”
Good? It was not good at all!
Why were they so intimately positioned for a photograph?
From the cruise ship’s solitary restroom, Tyrone watched Bradley’s advances toward Sabrina, his anger simmering.
He thought that Bradley was so underhanded.
“Sabrina, smile and strike a pose.”
Sabrina, unsure how to pose, simply grinned and made a “yeah” sign beside her cheek.
“Okay. We’ve taken the photos. What do you think?” Bettie asked, showing the phone to Sabrina and Bradley as they clustered around her.
In the image, the woman Looked relaxed and elegant in her smile, while the man appeared cheerful, flashing neat, white teeth.
Behind them, the blue seawater, the spectacular Austrain Opera House to the left, and the magnificent harbor bridge to the right provided a stunning backdrop.
The combination was picture-perfect.
Bradley expressed his approval with a nod. “Thank you. It’s very beautiful. Do you want photos? I can assist you.”
“Okay,” Bettie agreed, positioning Sabrina by the railing and striking various poses.
Bettie’s skill at posing was evident as she alternated between wrapping an arm around Sabrina’s waist, resting her head on her shoulder, and playfully kissing her cheek. As long as Sabrina complied, all was well.
Observing that Bettie was the one beside Sabrina, Tyrone’s tension eased momentarily before his unease returned.
After the photo-shoot, Sabrina and Bettie reviewed the pictures, Bradley’s head nearly touching Sabrina’s.
Bradley must have planned this, Tyrone fumed.
Ever since Bradley’s arrival, Tyrone’s mood had soured.
He had envisioned himself romantically sailing with Sabrina, enjoying the sea breeze, the lovely views, and capturing memories.
They had never gone on a honeymoon journey together, despite being married. Following their wedding, Cesar encouraged them to take a honeymoon trip, but he declined.
His work also kept him occupied during the holidays. Time was a luxury he couldn’t spare with her, let alone travel around.
Jealousy gnawed at Tyrone, almost driving him to madness.