He might have scoffed at such a notion in the past.

But once he realized where his heart truly resided, he understood that he could never move on.

Their marital life had been peaceful and harmonious. They had shared many intimate moments in this vast bed, being the model couple in the servants’ eyes. But he hadn’t treasured these moments.

His past was marked by too much pride.

He knew she would never forgive him.

Once they returned from St. Carleigh Church, she would no longer be his wife.

They would have no ties.

divorce, she’d probably be with

this thought, Tyrone was consumed by

that it threatened his

her crimson lips. His pupils darkened, and without a moment’s hesitation,

he remembered, ensnaring him in an

be the

Tyrone lost himself in the tender

gazing at her serene sleeping face, and gently planted a

“Sabrina, I love you.”

fell

rose and slipped

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