Chapter: 538

“I appreciate that.”

“No need for thanks…” Tyrone meant to add, “You’re my wife.” But he couldn’t bring himself to voice it.

Despite their three-year marriage, he had plenty of chances to call her his wife. But he had never done it.

And now, he wasn’t qualified to say so.

In a desperate hope, Tyrone wished the snowfall would continue indefinitely, so they could remain here, far from their tainted past.

And they could stay away from the imminent divorce.

this was

The snow ceased overnight.

next day, they started their journey

Sabrina proposed, “We should collect our

she added, “We still have an

divorce, still felt

outside, as icy as the

that his knuckles turned ghostly white. In a rough voice, he managed to

their IDs, and got back in

began the drive to the

the car, a heavy

familiar street scenery recede. Memories of the

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