“I’m neither resentful nor neglecting my health,” Sabrina responded, sinking back into her seat and closing her eyes again.

Tyrone, his expression serious, studied her indifferent facade and said, “Do you have to act like this?”

“What do you mean by that?” Sabrina cracked open one eye, arching an eyebrow as she looked at him. “I simply don’t require your concern.

Isn’t that what you wanted? There’s no need for you to continue your charade of being a loving husband.”

Tyrone’s expression turned grave. “Sabrina, what are you insinuating?”

“What am I insinuating? Are you truly unaware? What have you done in the past? Do you want me to spell them out for you?”

“What have I done? Are you intending to blame me for something?”

might that something be?” Sabrina’s lips curved into

you recall when our wedding

a brief pause, Tyrone answered,

you

Tyrone fell silent.

Your love for her runs so deep that you even use our anniversary to remember

lump forming in her throat, a teary deluge

“Each July, you take at least a two-week business trip. What are

into a profound silence, with the driver too

Sabrina scoffed, “Why don’t

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255