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.

was mere wishful

The snow ceased overnight.

next day, they

Sabrina proposed, “We should collect our IDs before heading

added, “We still have

aware of her desire for divorce, still felt a

weather outside, as icy

steering wheel was so fierce that his knuckles turned ghostly white. In a rough voice, he managed

went back to the villa, fetched their IDs, and got back in the

the drive to the

the car, a heavy

window, watching the familiar street scenery recede. Memories of the

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