Tyrone looked up.

Their gazes locked in a silent exchange.

Raising his glass, Tyrone poured wine, sliding it to Sabrina. “Sabrina, for my sake, raise a toast to your future sister-in-law.”

The term “sister-in-law” struck a harsh chord.

Was he really asking his wife to toast Galilea in front of their friends? ©

Did he even regard her as his wife?

Or was she just a plaything for him?

cold washed over Sabrina,

Tyrone casually added, “What? You don’t want to? Or do

heart ached, the pretense of her

was really good at hurting

stab her in

it really just about toasting Galilea? That’s not a

gracious. Sabrina, you’re coming off as

took the glass from the table. Raising it to Galilea, she downed the contents

set the glass down, pivoted, and walked out of the

shook his

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