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?

of cold washed over Sabrina, her

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

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

was really good

stab her

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

gracious. Sabrina, you’re

lips into a line and took the glass

the glass

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

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