Chapter: 142

Sabrina needed to abandon her narcissism. He had shown no affection for her.

Their marriage was ending tomorrow.

The fear gnawed at her; if this chance slipped, she doubted she would gather the courage to bring it up again.

Suddenly, the phone on the table rang.

Sabrina reached out to answer it but the caller ID was a blur, only a green speck discernable on the screen. Picking up, she heard a woman’s voice. “Tyrone, have you had dinner?”

“It’s Sabrina,” Sabrina said.

sounded taken aback.

out getting

guys don’t have a

housekeeper is not here, and Tyrone

with anger, Galilea retorted, “Don’t mistake Tyrone’s willingness to cook for

A word of caution. We’re recording this call,” Sabrina

job was demanding. He often had his calls auto-recorded to avoid missing out on

ahead of yourself!” An

phone on the table,

Victory tasted sweet.

rang again. It was Karen this time, calling for

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