Chapter: 437

Tyrone froze, his hand mid-pour. He turned to gaze at Sabrina, disbelief etched across his face. “What did you just say?”

He was oblivious to the glass overfilling.

“I said, we should get a divorce,” Sabrina reiterated, meeting Tyrone’s stare.

Tyrone’s heart stuttered.

His gaze betrayed his shock, so absorbed in his thoughts he failed to notice the water spilling onto his hand. His fingers reddened, his sleeve soaked by the scalding overflow.

Realizing he remained silent, Sabrina continued, “Let’s keep this from Grandpa as long as possible.”

didn’t respond, simply

her room, saw Tyrone’s mess and rushed over to relieve him of the glass. “Are you hurt?

room,” Tyrone commanded in an icy

his fury. She was mindful of Sabrina’s pregnancy. Before leaving, she reminded Tyrone, “Sir, please

Don’t hurt Mrs. Blakely.”

room door was shut, Tyrone fixed his chilly gaze on Sabrina. “Why the sudden talk of

a divorce? There’s no sense in pretending

it’s senseless or not

to argue. I’ve

“Well, I don’t agree!”

divorce after he’s gone, then we should proceed with it. Grandma

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