Scars Of A Broken Bond

Tyrone interjected, a smirk playing on his lips, “That marked the beginning of the bet! Your disdain for me during that period was unmistakable, driving me away repeatedly. Were my affections genuine, I’d have distanced myself instead of persisting. My motive has always been victory in the bet!”

Sabrina was really annoyed at Tyrone’s persistence back then. But now, ironically, it served as evidence of his love for her.

“However, didn’t you say that Galilea had misled you? You claimed that Galilea was the mastermind behind my father’s demise and that Galilea’s being kidnapped was staged.”

“Only with those words can I minimize my missteps during our marriage and alleviate your animosity toward me until reconciliation crosses your mind.”

Sabrina probed further, “Do you meticulously plan everything?”

“Pretty much. You’ve been wondering how I tracked you down when you were on foreign trips, right? I put a tracking device on you.

When you tried to entice the human traffickers with money, I purposefully let their watchmen notice the cops. Even during the time you were kidnapped and handled with those human traffickers, I knew your location throughout the time through the GPS device but delayed intervention. Only by rescuing you amidst desperation could your gratitude and reliance upon me be genuine.

her anxieties, fears,

Austrain, you had placed Galilea in a mental health

seem to

visited the hospital and you stumbled upon her, to hide the truth, I fabricated the narrative. My narrative didn’t hold

E L A ‘s L I B R A

personal woes coupled with the act she put on with

anew in Sabrina’s eyes. His

recall witnessing her having an affair

glaring sharply. “Refrain from slandering

your situation. Resorting to baseless accusations due to despair You

I feel sick every time I touch you! I won’t betray Galilea because of you! But I must admit something.