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Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Chapter 542
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Chapter: 542

Sabrina’s ears registered Tyrone’s words, but they seemed like drunken mumbles more

than anything else.

She attempted to extricate her wrist from his grasp, but to no avail, his grip merely grew

firmer.

Struggling to pry his fingers loose, she found her efforts in vain.

“Sabrina, I love you,” Tyrone murmured once more.

At his words, Sabrina halted, shock rippling through her. She thought she must have

misunderstood him. Pivoting towards Tyrone, she asked softly, “Tyrone, could you repeat

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that?”

“I love you, Sabrina. Please, don’t abandon me. I’m sorry. I promise to love you correctly

from this point onward. Please, don’t Leave…”

Tyrone knew he was a coward. Fearful of the icy, mocking expression that might appear on

Sabrina’s face, he chose to express his feelings as though he was merely talking in his

sleep.

His words made Sabrina drop her gaze.

She wondered if he’d mistaken her for someone else in his drunken state.

Or perhaps, he was simply ridden with guilt and didn’t wish for a divorce.

But after everything she had gone through, after the steep price she had paid, she had no

desire to associate with him any longer.

Steadily, Sabrina resumed the task of loosening his fingers.

Sensing her imminent departure, Tyrone was struck with a wave of disappointment and

desperation.

Her indifference towards his confession was palpable.

Ultimately, he was unable to make her stay.

A bitter tide rose from the depths of his heart.

No, he couldn’t let her leave!

Suddenly, his grip on her wrist tightened, making Sabrina gasp and topple onto him.

Quick as a flash, Tyrone flipped her beneath him, found her lips and kissed her with a

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fervor.

Her soft and inviting lips enticed him to lose himself in their allure.

“Hmm…”

His breath reeked of alcohol. Holding her breath, Sabrina placed her hands on his

shoulders, pushing with all her might while swiveling her head to avoid his advances.

“Tyrone… Let go of me…”

Despite her best efforts, she was unable to free herself.

With one hand, Tyrone clutched her chin, plunging his tongue into her mouth, leaving her

breathless.