Female Novel
Chapter 1102
Her eyes remained locked on Blayze as she sipped.
She wanted to gauge his reaction.
A soft chuckle escaped Blayze.
In her inebriation, Sabrina had transformed from her sober self into something undeniably endearingand whimsical.
Having consumed half her glass, Sabrina drew a deep breath, lowered her head and raised her hand tofurrow her brow.
Assured that he wouldn’t intercede, Sabrina refilled her glass and continued drinking.
Blayze resumed his seat opposite her, his inquiry gentle yet laden with concern.
“Why are you drinking? Is there something troubling you?”novelbin
After a moment’s contemplation, Sabrina’s lips curled into a wry smile. She raised her gaze to meet hisand uttered softly, “Tyrone, don’t you understand? How could you not know…”
Blayze found himself at a loss for words. Clearly, this had something to do with Tyrone. Could it be thatshe harbored deep affection for Tyrone?
Not too long ago, Tyrone was still engaged in an affair with Galilea. How could he possibly deservesomeone like Sabrina?
Blayze hesitated and finally spoke, his voice tinged with uncertainty.
“Did I cause you sorrow?”
Sabrina slowly lowered her glass, fixing her gaze upon the tabletop. Her silence persisted for what feltlike an eternity, and then, in a trembling, tear-choked whisper, she revealed, “Tyrone, you’ve truly mademe love and despise you…”
Her voice quivered, choked by the weight of her emotions. Blayze shifted his finger uneasily.
Unbeknownst to her, tears welled up in her eyes, quivering precariously before crystallizing on herlower lashes.
Her lashes fluttered, releasing tears that trickled onto the table. Blayze’s heart skipped a beat.
It was abundantly clear she held a deep affection for Tyrone.
Yet, how could Tyrone be deserving of such devotion?
Sabrina wiped her eyes and drained the remaining wine in her glass.
Blayze maintained a silent vigil. He observed as she continued to indulge, leaning in close andpersisting in the drinking.
With a gentle but firm hand, he took away her glass, settled the tab, hoisted her up, and guided her outof the bar, ultimately placing her gently in the back seat of the car.
Sabrina, already inebriated, lay in a state of blissful inertia within the car’s interior.
Blayze, slipping into the passenger seat from the opposite side, spoke to the driver.