He chuckled bitterly.

He had offered to set her free.

Yet now, he found it challenging to divorce her.

He regretted his decision.

He didn’t want a divorce, not in the slightest.

He closed his eyes and conceived a dubious plan.

An hour later, Sabrina received a call from the driver.

Blakely. Where might you be? Mr. Blakely

brows knitted. “And

much to drink at a social engagement. He’s been

her location to the

living room, she

Karen replied,

the second floor and entered Tyrone’s room, instantly hit by

the bed, deep

called out, moving closer to the

furrowed his brows but

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