Scars Of A Broken Bond

About ten meters away from the ward’s entrance, Tyrone stopped. He whispered to Jennie, “Don’t watch,” then gave his men a signal.

Jennie obediently squeezed her eyes shut and turned her head away.

Tyrone’s bodyguards moved with remarkable agility, swiftly closing in on the two leaders and efficiently subduing them.

The commotion outside had caught the attention of those inside the ward. Rita furrowed her brow and rose to her feet.

“Fenton, what’s happening out there?” she called out to the lead guard stationed by the door.

However, before Fenton could respond, Tyrone’s bodyguards swiftly bound and gagged him, reducing his voice to a muffled whine.

Sensing trouble, Rita was about to come out to have a look, but the door swung open. Tyrone casually entered with Jennie in his arms.

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was stunned, her eyes widening as she fixed her gaze on

expect you to come

Tyrone remained composed.

to apologize to your son. You seem to care deeply for your child,

Rita’s expression shifted.

Jennie isn’t hurt. My son has a congenital asthma condition and had a relapse. He’s frail. Why

to his bodyguards and signaled them with

immediately walked toward the

positioned herself protectively in front of the bed. Her gaze fixed on Tyrone as she exclaimed angrily, “How dare you! Are you devoid

an eyebrow and nodded to