Chapter: 552

“Nothing really.”

“Even if you’re not hungry, you still need to eat. You’re recovering, remember? And you’ve always had that stomach issue..

Her words trailed off abruptly.

They were divorced.

She shouldn’t have brought that up.

The room fell into silence. For three years, she had reminded him not to miss meals, out of concern for his wellbeing. She feared work would make him forget to eat, so she frequently joined him in his office for meals.

No more tender words,

the food for him on the bedside table, Sabrina said, “Eat

to leave,

tracks and

soup.” Tyrone glanced at his right hand, which had an IV in it, and his intentions were

the soup on the bedside table to his left, placing a

could use his left hand to eat with

a shaky spoonful toward his lips, only for it to splash onto

Sabrina cautioned, wiping up the spill

tremble, more soup droplets staining the quilt. When it finally reached

him struggle, Sabrina took

“No, I can manage.”

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