Sabrina just stared, lost for words.

It was as if he hadn’t even registered her earlier questions.

“Why did you do that to me? And where are my clothes?” Her gaze was icy as it fixed on him.

However, Tyrone kept avoiding her questions. “Karen prepared breakfast.

I’ll get it for you. You were running a temperature last night. How do you feel now? Do you feel uncomfortable?”

“I need my clothes. I’d like to head downstairs and eat on my own.”

Your meal’s coming

he began to

was almost

the bed and opened the room cabinet,

one garment in

eyes widened

attempted to open the door only to

scan of the room revealed

sank onto the bed, pounding it in

Tyrone intended to

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