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?

wave of cold washed over Sabrina, her body

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

nonchalant words, Sabrina’s heart ached, the pretense of her

good at hurting

knew how to stab her

about toasting Galilea? That’s not a big deal,

so gracious. Sabrina, you’re coming off as

took the glass from the

the glass down,

address Galilea.” Eddie shook his head, a wry smile

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