Their marriage, seemingly glamorous on the surface, was nothing more than a bitter experience cloaked in false hope.

From the very beginning, she was nothing more than Tyrone’s plan B, a pawn sacrificed for Galilea.

Yet, she was blindsided by the allure of the chocolate’s exquisite packaging.

Now, however, she realized her preference for the sweet, uncomplicated candies of her childhood, inexpensive yet genuinely satisfying.

Tyrone, on the other hand, offered her a beautifully wrapped confectionery, a bitter chocolate masquerading as a sweet treat.

“ALL I need is another chance,” Tyrone implored, his typical cold, arrogant demeanor replaced with humble pleading. “Sabrina, let me make up for you, okay?”

Silently, Sabrina wriggled free of his grasp, making her way upstairs without looking back.

candy was

void in his embrace as he

the room and seeing only Tyrone,

gaze fell upon an empty bottle sitting on the table. “Have you had a quarrel

maintained his silence, refilling his glass and drank

his drink, Rolf swiftly

Tyrone acknowledge Rolf’s presence. He extended his

merely to watch you drown your sorrows? I have no interest in such a spectacle. If you wish to

arm fell to

eyes were downcast, the shadows beneath his lashes betraying his recent

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