Scars Of A Broken Bond

The figure in the car was impossible to make out, but he could see Sabrina climbing inside and closing the door behind her.

Tyrone’s face darkened. He stared at the car intensely, like a predator zeroing in on its target. He was prepared for battle.

When he was in detention and Sabrina had come just to tell him that she had a boyfriend, he guessed she was lying to him. It turned out she was telling him the truth.

Sabrina had only been in Philade for a little over a month now, and she had already found herself a boyfriend. Boyfriend? He had sent someone to protect her, and he knew her every move. So when did she get a boyfriend?

Tyrone gripped the steering wheel with such force that his knuckles paled under the pressure. It didn’t matter even if Sabrina had a boyfriend. He could easily turn that boyfriend into an ex. No one could stop him from getting Sabrina back.

As the clock struck noon, Sabrina checked her watch. It was time for the lunch break. “We’ll resume our work in the afternoon.”

“Okay,” the staff responded.

The models also relaxed.

shoot a new product advertisement for a jewelry company. The

staff walked into the studio

After packing up her camera, Sabrina walked out of the studio, only to find Tyrone standing at the door

approached her with a seemingly carefree

gazed at him with a helpless expression. “Tyrone, what is it that you want to do? You claimed to dislike me, yet you are the one constantly bothering

did that day was borne out of desperation. The only way I could ensure your safety was to distance myself from you for the time being, and that was the only plan I could come up with

you, so he will only speak in

gazed

another chance. But you turned around and told me that everything you did for me was because of the bet between you and Galilea. You said you never