Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Chapter-1624

Upon arriving at the hospital, Sabrina headed to the doctor's office to collect the results and then proceeded for an ultrasound and Down syndrome screening.

Tyrone took the results from Sabrina, scanning them briefly. Raising an eyebrow, he questioned, "Sixteen weeks along?"

"Yes," Sabrina replied, her voice steady.

It dawned on Tyrone that Sabrina must have conceived while in Philade. Quietly, he did the math. Four months back... Their eyes met, and Sabrina caught a glimpse of his smug expression. Flushing with embarrassment, she gave him a sharp pinch on the waist. Averting her gaze, she teased, "You are so capable."

Tyrone's response was a smile. He gently wrapped his arms around her waist, whispering something that made her cheeks burn even brighter. She glanced at him, a mix of bashfulness and annoyance in her eyes, protectively covering her stomach as though she wanted to shield their unborn child from the conversation. "Dare to repeat that?"

"I'd rather not," Tyrone hurriedly said, his voice a mix of caution and delight. He cherished her feisty demeanor. Had they not been in the hospital, he would've seized the moment to kiss her.

Sabrina turned and walked away, leaving Tyrone behind. She didn't mind if he had followed her. His mind, after all, seemed occupied with thoughts of intimacy.

Tyrone caught up with her and took her hand in his.

Outside the exam room, Sabrina found a seat and settled in to wait for her turn to run through the check.

Tyrone took the seat next to her, gently playing with her hand. After a moment, he leaned in and whispered, "Lucky he's strong, huh?

"What?"

"We really enjoyed ourselves in Philade..."

Sabrina shot him a warning look and whispered back, "I was bleeding then. I assumed it was my period..."

"I'm really sorry. That was on me." Tyrone lowered his head. At that time, Sabrina lied to him about having a boyfriend, driving his nuts to the point of claiming her several times. Upon reflecting, he realized she was already pregnant then. He was relieved both Sabrina and the baby were okay. If anything had happened, he would have been devastated.

"Enough."

Seeing her flushed ears, Tyrone grinned and said, "Alright, no more. I won't bring it up again."

By the afternoon, Sabrina had completed her prenatal checkup. The baby was doing well, and the Down syndrome screening came back clear.

left the hospital, they grabbed

Tyrone said in a laid-back tone, "I know you love photography but don't wear yourself out. Maybe

made sure she had two bodyguards for protection. Just

once the baby gets a bit older, Sabrina remarked. "Oh,

tomorrow."

and looked at her. "Where to

"Violetholt."

Tyrone raised his eyebrows.

for a magazine shoot," Sabrina explained, just letting him know

her otherwise, Tyrone suggested, "Have Brenton and the others go

was one of the bodyguards

"Sure."

along with her assistant and bodyguards, flew

them at the airport and take them

tonight. The chief editor wants to have dinner with you and the model to

of acknowledgment. At 6:45 PM, she made her way into the chamber at Secenary Restaurant. Shortly after, the model arrived, and they exchanged greetings. Sabrina

swung the door open, wearing a broad smile. "Apologies for the delay. I had to

man, tall and striking,

man, gasped, and stood

and made himself comfortable. "I heard you were back, so I put in a good word for you

decided to collaborate with me. It was your

interaction she just witnessed made her rethink. She had assumed Sabrina to be a young, yet remarkably talented photographer. Now, it appeared there was more to the story. She crossed her

Peterson said, still smiling. "I've looked your work and believe in your talent. That's why I

this, the

confidence, Peterson. I'll make sure to live up

bring

reclined in

offered a smile and teased, "Can't you see

Philade after his victory amid his clash with the Evans family. Blayze,

"So, have

while to catch on that Tyrone's breakup with Sabrina was a ruse, simply staged for the Evans family. The