Chapter: 855

Tyrone’s gaze was fixed on the intertwined hands depicted on his screen, eyes gleaming with an icy mix of resentment and anger.

The hand in the image, so delicate and pale, unmistakably belonged to a woman.

Having been Sabrina’s husband for three years, how could he misidentify her hand?

Sergio, being thoughtful, even forwarded Tyrone the subsequent comments and responses from Trevor’s post.

The comments filled with blessings and gratitude from Trevor left no room for doubt-it was undoubtedly an official announcement.

Tyrone’s grip tightened, the veins on his hand

had awakened, roaring with a primal urge

Sabrina!

How could she!

wouldn’t distance herself intentionally, even granting him

she’d acknowledged his feelings for

she was with

become so dear

he stand in her

and bitterness at bay as

sank into the couch, an arm draped over his eyes. Emotions he’d bottled up for so long threatened to burst forth. His anger felt strong enough to set the world alight, while his grief seemed

slowly pierced through the chilly and damp

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