Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

However, now the term sounded harsh in his ears and hurt him deeply.

What he didn’t know was that in the past three years, every time Sabrina called him that, her heart ached.

“No,” Tyrone answered, his voice heavy.

Sabrina taunted, “So if you’re not here for business, you must be going on a holiday. I didn’t expect that you would have time to travel after becoming the chairman of Blakely Group.”

Tyrone didn’t want to engage in small talk or argue, so he got to the point, his expression serious. “I came for you.”

“For me?” Sabrina’s expression froze momentarily. His words caught her off guard. “Why would you want to see me?”

you in

“Why do you ask?”

“Yes or no?”

could sense her evasion. To him, her silence spoke volumes and confirmed his suspicions. He clenched his fists,

you an answer. Remember, we’re

heart. In this very instant, he understood that if he were to claim concern for her solely as a brother, his words would come across as

He knew he had to find a way to convey his feelings for her before it was too late. “Sabrina, I never wanted

a hundred times in his mind. With genuine sincerity, he asked, “Sabrina, could we

a sense of mockery, and said, “Grandpa’s gone,

crossed Tyrone’s eyes. He hadn’t anticipated

realization that she didn’t trust him

a mistake, Sabrina. I shouldn’t have divorced you. Like you said, grandpa’s no longer with us, and I don’t have to pretend to Love you. Whether you believe it or not, I truly love you. I don’t want to divorce