Chapter: 44

Tyrone looked up.

Their gazes locked in a silent exchange.

Raising his glass, Tyrone poured wine, sliding it to Sabrina. “Sabrina, for my sake, raise a toast to your future sister-in-law.”

The term “sister-in-law” struck a harsh chord.

Was he really asking his wife to toast Galilea in front of their friends? ©

Did he even regard her as his wife?

she just a

of cold washed over Sabrina, her body rigid,

You don’t want to? Or do you not accept her as

ached, the pretense

was really good

always knew how to stab her

Galilea? That’s not a

so gracious. Sabrina, you’re coming off as

the glass from the table. Raising it

she set the glass down,

shook his head, a wry smile

she believe she’s actually a part of the Blakely

enough to accommodate her into their group. Galilea is the future Mrs. Blakely, and Sabrina dares

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