Chapter: 437

Tyrone froze, his hand mid-pour. He turned to gaze at Sabrina, disbelief etched across his face. “What did you just say?”

He was oblivious to the glass overfilling.

“I said, we should get a divorce,” Sabrina reiterated, meeting Tyrone’s stare.

Tyrone’s heart stuttered.

His gaze betrayed his shock, so absorbed in his thoughts he failed to notice the water spilling onto his hand. His fingers reddened, his sleeve soaked by the scalding overflow.

Realizing he remained silent, Sabrina continued, “Let’s keep this from Grandpa as long as possible.”

simply Looking at

Tyrone’s mess and rushed over to

your room,” Tyrone commanded in

mindful of Sabrina’s

Don’t hurt Mrs. Blakely.”

shut, Tyrone fixed his chilly gaze on

towards a divorce? There’s no sense

senseless or not

wish to

“Well, I don’t agree!”

mentioning that if we still desire a divorce after he’s gone, then we should

recalled Cesar’s recent hospitalization and

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