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.

was the truth… Therefore, her anxieties,

returning from Austrain, you had placed Galilea in a mental health facility. When I saw her at the hospital, she

seem to be

stumbled upon her, to hide the truth, I fabricated the narrative. My

L A ‘s L I B R

woes coupled with the act she put on

swelled anew in Sabrina’s eyes. His words pierced her

smile, trying hard not to cry, confronted him, “I recall witnessing her having an affair

glaring sharply. “Refrain

to baseless accusations due to despair You exhibit

when we made love? Because I feel sick every time