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.”

stay put. Your meal’s coming

began

almost out of

out of the bed

one garment

eyes widened

to find it

the room revealed

the

her; Tyrone intended to

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