Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Chapter 323

Chapter: 323

It was only a short while back when he’d brought Galilea to meet his friends as his

girlfriend.

Now, she was in Galilea’s place.

His thoughts remained a mystery to her.

Tyrone gripped her wrist, tenderly tracing circles with his thumb.

“Relax. I’m here with you.”

As long as he was present, his friends would have to show her respect, regardless of their

personal feelings.

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Eddie had to apologize to Sabrina against his wishes.

Sabrina remained silent.

They walked for a while before returning to their villa.

Exiting the restroom, Tyrone spotted a glass of water and a couple of medicine bottles in

front of Sabrina.

A frown creasing his forehead, he moved behind Sabrina. “You are still having

stomachache? Shall we visit the hospital?”

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Startled by his voice, Sabrina quickly regained her composure, declining, “No need.”

But Tyrone didn’t concur. “It’s been lingering for a while. Minor ailments can escalate. We

are going to the hospital tomorrow.”

“It’s not a cause for worry. The doctor mentioned recovery would take some time as it’s a

chronic disease.” Seeing Tyrone’s expression, Sabrina volunteered, “Really, I’m fine now. If

it worsens, I’1l consult a doctor myself.”

Upon hearing this, Tyrone nodded and said, “If you’re feeling unwell, we should go to the

hospital.”

“Sure.”

Later that night, after finishing his work in the study, Tyrone entered their master

bedroom.

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Sabrina was already deep in slumber.

Silently, he approached the bed, observing her serene, sleeping form.

But she was still curled up.

He stepped into the bathroom. After a bit, he emerged in a bathrobe, slid under the quilt,

and curled up beside Sabrina, drawing her close.

Sabrina felt a warm presence in her sleep and instinctively curled into it.

Morning light filled the room. Squinting through sleep-heavy eyes, she glanced at her

phone. It was almost seven.

The spot next to her was empty, the bedspread still warm.