She liked Bradley. Would his presence cheer her up?

The phone Line held a moment of static-filled silence before Bradley’s voice, edged with reproach, broke through. “Tyrone Blakely! Did your actions lead to her losing the child? Why couldn’t you have simply released her?” @

His tone grew sharp. “Which hospital is she in? Which ward?”

Tyrone provided the information.

“I’LL be there immediately.” With those words, the call ended.

Half an hour later, Bradley stood in the ward, his gaze landing on the visibly worn Tyrone.

He didn’t attribute Tyrone’s haggard appearance to Sabrina. Instead, he believed it was because of his grandpa, who had recently passed away.

scoff passed Bradley’s lips as he

the door, Sabrina, assuming it was Tyrone, kept her eyes closed, maintaining

approached her, taking a seat on the bed’s edge. “Sabrina, it’s me,”

slowly fluttered open at the sound of his voice. “Bradley?

gaze drifted to the untouched

feel like eating.” Sabrina

to accept the loss of your baby. But consider this from the perspective of a friend who cares. Perhaps it’s for the best that

to Tyrone. You married him because of his grandfather’s kindness, but now both the old man and the baby are gone. You’re free to divorce Tyrone and begin anew. Tyrone, a ruthless capitalist, isn’t worthy of

blankly

possibility, but what would she do

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