Scars Of A Broken Bond

Bettie was struck dumb with disbelief.

“What? This is beyond belief!”

Bettie swiftly pieced together a realization. Sabrina had indeed ventured downstairs for Tyrone yesterday.

Sabrina even claimed to have merely cleaned the floor when she noticed it was soiled. Worse still, Sabrina’s trousers were damp and she claimed she’d wielded a mop.

No wonder Sabrina had reacted so strongly when she was about to enter her room.

Her instincts were correct. A man was concealed within! To be precise, a scoundrel!

Seated upon the sofa, Bettie observed as Kylan made his way into Sabrina’s room.

and out emerged Tyrone, impeccably clad

Kylan followed closely behind.

commotion, Bettie turned her gaze in its direction, her anger simmering

forced, insincere smile, she addressed Tyrone, “Mr. Blakely, when did you arrive? How is

faint smile and seated himself across from her, “Miss

slumbering last night and

Bettie’s mouth

harbored a grievance against

Were it not for you, I fear that Sabrina would not have been able to move forward so swiftly. I hold a deep sense of appreciation. If you ever

reservations about me in the past and it is not an easy feat to alter one’s opinion hastily. Nevertheless, I beseech you to momentarily set aside any animosity. After all, you are a close friend of Sabrina’s, and I, her ex-husband. Our shared desire is for her happiness, to spare her from