In this predicament, he could only choose one of them.

With a heavy heart, Tyrone glanced back at Sabrina in the car, dialed Karen, and said, “Karen, I left the file behind. It’s on the table. Can you take a taxi to the court? We’ll wait for you at the entrance.”

Acknowledging the file bag on the table, Karen responded promptly, “Understood.”

Tyrone reentered the car and informed Sabrina, “Karen was stuck in a traffic jam. She should arrive soon.”

“Okay.”

“Sabrina.”

“Yes?”

would you

before replying,

genuinely wish you a

forming in her throat. She looked

able to reciprocate the same blessings for

lack of love for her was clear, or

didn’t realize was that she planned to divorce the man she loved, not

Tyrone would gain what he desired. He would marry another woman and they would share

him, nor would she ever find

the driver called, tapping on the window.

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