Chapter: 835
“I’ll consider your apology, but on one condition.” Tyrone suddenly changed the topic.
Sabrina was stunned and had a sudden realization that she had been fooled.
She scoffed, “What the hell? On what grounds do you set terms? Take my apology or leave it.”
Only then did she remember Jennie’s presence.
Her anger got the best of her, leading to her blurt out curses.
Tyrone glanced downward and smiled, revealing a somewhat sickly demeanor due to his pale complexion, refined features, and
the weariness evident in his brow.
With a hint of sadness, he said, “I understand you might not value my well-being, but if that’s the case, why come here and offer
a glimmer of hope?”
It was the first time that Sabrina had seen Tyrone Like this.
He sounded so melodramatic.
She was terrified of him.
She hesitated briefly, then inquired, “What’s your condition?”
Before Tyrone could respond, Sabrina quickly reminded him, “Don’t push your luck!”
Tyrone looked deep into her eyes, conveying a message straight from his heart. “It’s just a simple condition, just don’t keep me
at arm’s length. Give me a fair shot.”
Jennie, noticing Sabrina’s hesitation, eagerly clasped her hand and pleaded, “Auntie Sabrina, will you give in to Uncle’s request?
Please?”
Sabrina lifted her gaze, fixing Tyrone with a sharp stare.
It struck her all at once that she had no idea when Tyrone had grown so cunning.
Noticing that she didn’t say a word, Tyrone’s expression changed abruptly. He grimaced, clutching his stomach. “Ouch...”
“Uncle, are you okay? Is your stomach hurting again?” Jennie rushed to the bedside and held his hand with worry.
“I’m fine.” Tyrone was clearly trying to mask his discomfort.
“It’s happened twice in such a short span. Should we call a doctor?”
Sabrina asked.
With a self-deprecating chuckle, Tyrone said, “Why not just let the pain kill me? It’s not Like you’d be bothered.”