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.”

put. Your meal’s

he began to

was almost out

she crawled out of the bed and opened the room cabinet, only to

garment in

eyes widened

open the door only to find

quick scan of the room revealed no

she sank onto the bed,

her; Tyrone intended to

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