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

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

Sabrina’s heart ached, the pretense

good at hurting

stab her in the

toasting Galilea? That’s not a

Sabrina, you’re coming off as

and took the glass from the table. Raising it to

uttering a word, she set the glass down,

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

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