Chapter: 452

Their marriage, seemingly glamorous on the surface, was nothing more than a bitter experience cloaked in false hope.

From the very beginning, she was nothing more than Tyrone’s plan B, a pawn sacrificed for Galilea.

Yet, she was blindsided by the allure of the chocolate’s exquisite packaging.

Now, however, she realized her preference for the sweet, uncomplicated candies of her childhood, inexpensive yet genuinely satisfying.

Tyrone, on the other hand, offered her a beautifully wrapped confectionery, a bitter chocolate masquerading as a sweet treat.

“ALL I need is another chance,” Tyrone implored, his typical cold, arrogant demeanor replaced with humble pleading. “Sabrina, let me make up for you, okay?”

of his grasp, making her way upstairs

candy

as he watched

the room and seeing only Tyrone, Rolf surmised something was

upon an empty bottle sitting on

silence, refilling his

reached to refill his

Rolf’s presence. He extended his hand, his voice firm. “Hand me

here merely to watch you drown your sorrows? I have no interest in

demeanor shifted abruptly; the strength drained from his body and his arm fell to his side. He slumped weakly against the

downcast, the shadows beneath his lashes

Tyrone finally confessed in a hushed

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