Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Chapter: 968
Tyrone’s face darkened at this sight, his eyes flashing Like an impending storm.
Stepping forward, he interrupted them. “Sabrina, I brought you some fried chicken, Would you like some?”
Hearing this, Sabrina turned her head and responded with a smile, “Yes, I’d love some.”
She hung the camera around her neck and casually picked up one piece.
Dropping it immediately, she complained, “Ouch! It’s so hot! I nearly burned my fingers. But I really want to eat it now! I’ll have to
wait a tew minutes for it to cool.”
Tyrone couldn’t help but smile as he watched Sabrina blow on her fingers, finding her cute. However, his smile disappeared
when he looked at Blayze next to him. Clearing his throat, he asked in an icy tone, trying not to appear rude in front of Sabrina,
“Mr. Fowler, would you like some?”
“No, thanks. You two go ahead and eat. I’m going over there to take a look at something.” Blayze declined with a smile.
Tyrone’s eyes darkened as he watched Blayze walk away.
Allowing Blayze to target the Blakely Group in business was one thing.
But he couldn’t bear the thought of Blayze harboring romantic intentions toward Sabrina.
“I think it’s cooled down now,” Sabrina said eagerly, looking forward to tasting the fried chicken.
Tyrone snapped back to the present. He promptly handed her the box of fried chicken. Sabrina picked up one and took a bite,
continuing to walk.
Tyrone carried Jennie, who was tired, as he strolled alongside Sabrina.
Trying to keep the conversation light, he asked, “You’re into photography?”
He saw how she smiled at Blayze, her expression genuine and unpretentious. The sincerity of her smile touched him as it came
straight from the heart.
It was the first time he had seen her smiling so brightly since they started to go through the divorce.

Blayze was captivated by Sabrina’s radiant smile. However, in Tyrone, it only elicited feelings of sadness and bitterness.
Tyrone adored Sabrina’s smile. But he was anxious that he wasn’t the reason for her happiness. He was concerned that instead
of him, someone else was helping her get through her tough times and out of the haze, bringing a smile back to her face.
“Yes, I’ve liked it since I was a child.”
“I haven’t seen you spending much time on it before.”
Sabrina took a cupcake from the food bag dangling from her finger, brushing the crumbs from her mouth as she ate it. She spoke
casually.
“I’ve never had the time.”