Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

After avenging her father, she planned to relocate overseas, distancing herself from Tyrone for good.
The next day, Sabrina accompanied Jennie to do the handcraft at home.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The sudden knocking on the door startled her.
She approached and peeked through the peephole. Damon stood outside.
She opened the door, raised her eyebrows, and asked, “Why are you here?”
Damon’s face was gloomy. His lips tightened as he inquired, “What did you tell Tyrone?”
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“Why would you bring this up?” Sabrina’s voice held a trace of shock
Taking a deep breath to collect himself, Damon said, “A couple of days back, Tyrone had a severe stomach bleed and was
admitted for care. He’s been under the weather, but out of the blue, he’s refusing to eat. It’s been a day since he last had eaten
anything. The nursing staff mentioned he got a call yesterday, and that’s when he decided to stop eating.”
Tyrone was in the hospital for a stomach bleeding?
Recalling her recent hospital visit to see Karen’s grandchild, an image of Tyrone flashed in Sabrina’s mind. She had dismissed it
as a mere figment of her imagination
Noticing Sabrina’s distant look, Damon urged, “You need to come with me to the hospital. He might listen to you.”
Gathering her thoughts, Sabrina took a step back and said, “I’m not going. He’s an adult, not some stubborn child. By acting this
way, he’s only harming himself. We’re divorced. Should I rush to his side every time he decides to skip a meal?”
She was well aware of Tyrone’s stomach issues during their marriage, mainly due to his social commitments.
However, she had been looking after him so well that he rarely experienced stomachache symptoms.
Yet, the realization that he had been hospitalized soon after their divorce left her reeling.

Damon frowned and said, “Listen, Sabrina! I understand your frustration about the Faulkner family incident. But believe me when
I say it was my idea. Tyrone didn’t know it!”
“I refuse to believe it!” Sabrina said Lightly. “It feels like a ploy, both of you playing me.”
“I swear to God, I am telling the truth!” Damon lifted three fingers and made a solemn oath.
Witnessing the intensity in Damon’s eyes, doubt began to creep into Sabrina’s resolve.