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

The snow ceased overnight.

the next day, they started their journey

they exited the highway, Sabrina proposed, “We should collect our IDs

still have an

already aware of her desire for divorce, still

the frigid weather outside, as icy as the fallen

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

back to the villa, fetched their IDs, and

began the drive

the car, a heavy

gazed out the car window, watching the familiar street scenery recede. Memories of the

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