Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Chapter: 451
“And why would that hinder our divorce?”
“Why ?”
“Didn’t we go over this previously?”
“Because of Bradley, right? He disregarded his own welfare and reputation to protect you, creating quite a stir online. Did you
listen to the recording?”
Sabrina’s forehead wrinkled in confusion as she questioned him, “What are you implying? Bradley caused harm on my behalf?
What recording?”
“Never mind.” Tyrone averted his eyes and dismissed the matter with a shake of his head. “So, what drives your insistence on a
divorce?”
“I simply don’t wish to share a life with you anymore. Can’t you respect your promise to Galilea and grant me the serenity I
seek?”
“Is this about Galilea? What do you want me to do? I promise you.”
“Haven’t you always wanted to be with her? Here’s your opportunity.”
“Alright. If you dislike her presence, I’ll arrange for her to Leave the country. She’ll stop to interfere. How does that sound?”
Observing Tyrone’s unyielding stance, Sabrina rose from her seat, inhaling deeply to maintain her composure. “Tyrone, stop
deceiving yourself. No matter your actions, I will proceed with the divorce!”
With that, she turned around and went upstairs.
“Don’t leave, Sabrina!”
Tyrone enveloped her from behind, his arms cinching her waist tightly, his warm breath cascading down the back of her neck,
“Please, give me one more chance, will you?
Don’t be so merciless.”

Just as he had come to the painful realization of his love for her, of his inability to live without her, she was adamant on a divorce.
“Tyrone, you’ve had a Lot opportunities. Not once did you seize them,”
Sabrina said, her voice icy. “I never abandoned you, but you consistently chose someone else over me.”
She’d always been his backup.
Even now, Tyrone only decided to publicly acknowledge their relationship when her personal details were leaked and the
situation spiraled out of control.
She thought back to the cupcake.
His manipulations were like a bitter game, yet her love for him remained steadfast.
Her emotions back then were akin to a bittersweet chocolate cupcake.
Had she known then that Galilea had discarded the cake, she would’ve rejected it, just like she would’ve rejected the bitterness
of the chocolate.