The following day saw Sabrina and Bettie excitedly enrolling in a tour group, a two-day adventure ahead of them.
Interestingly, every tourist within the group hailed from their own country, creating a sense of camaraderie.
On the bus, about a dozen passengers were spread out, engaging in lively conversations. Although they were in a foreign country, the presence of fellow countrymen negated any sense of unfamiliarity.
Laughter and chatter filled the air.
When Sabrina and Bettie boarded the bus, conversations momentarily hushed, only to resume soon after.
The two of them took seats side by side.
A young man in the front seat turned, a friendly smile on his face.
“Hello, ladies. Where are you from? Are you here for work or leisure?”
The man next to the young man stole several glances at Sabrina before returning to his window.
A middle-aged man, his face aglow with enthusiasm, chimed in, “You two don’t look like students.”
Bettie’s smile was warm. “We’re here for a trip. Our hometown is Mathias. How about you?”
The mention of hometowns sparked an energetic exchange among the tourists.
Once the last of the passengers had boarded, the tour guide took a roll call, and they were on their way.
The bus fell into a comfortable silence, filled with the soft sounds of people chatting, listening to music, or capturing glimpses of the passing scenery.
A whisper from the young man’s companion caught his attention. “Hey, see those two girls behind us? The one inside seems to be Sabrina.”
“Sabrina?” the young man echoed, puzzled.
“Don’t you remember? She’s Tyrone’s wife!”
Recognition dawned, and the young man stared, astonished. “Is that really Sabrina?”
“I think so. That’s her friend Bettie, the makeup artist.”
When everyone heard about Tyrone and Sabrina, they even chatted about it in their dorm room, secretly wishing they could have the luck of Tyrone being born into a wealthy family and enjoying a life that regular folks could only dream of having.
“But didn’t she divorce Tyrone recently?” the young man asked, curiosity piqued.
“Yep.” The young man’s friend breathed out and murmured, “She’s getting a ton of property from Tyrone, so now she’s really rich!” Even though she’s a young and wealthy divorcee, people in the wealthy circle would not marry her. But as long as she’s got the money, she can keep a young guy around. If someone can win her heart, they’d save decades of hard work.”
The young man quietly turned his head and glanced back.
Sabrina and Bettie were engaged in conversation. Sabrina’s side face was flawless. Though the content of their discussion was a mystery, Sabrina’s smile was captivating, her eyes and brows arching gracefully, her lips a vivid red, her teeth perfectly white. She bore no resemblance to a woman who had recently divorced.
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