Female Novel
Chapter 452
Chapter: 452
Their marriage, seemingly glamorous on the surface, was nothing more than a bitter experiencecloaked in false hope.
From the very beginning, she was nothing more than Tyrone’s plan B, a pawn sacrificed for Galilea.
Yet, she was blindsided by the allure of the chocolate’s exquisite packaging.
Now, however, she realized her preference for the sweet, uncomplicated candies of her childhood,inexpensive yet genuinely satisfying.
Tyrone, on the other hand, offered her a beautifully wrapped confectionery, a bitter chocolatemasquerading as a sweet treat.
“ALL I need is another chance,” Tyrone implored, his typical cold, arrogant demeanor replaced withhumble pleading. “Sabrina, let me make up for you, okay?”
Silently, Sabrina wriggled free of his grasp, making her way upstairs without looking back.
The sweet fruit candy was eventually forsaken.novelbin
Tyrone felt a void in his embrace as he watched her walk away, Leaving his heart shattered.
Upon entering the room and seeing only Tyrone, Rolf surmised something was wrong.
He shut the door, and his gaze fell upon an empty bottle sitting on the table. “Have you had a quarrelwith Sabrina?”
In response, Tyrone maintained his silence, refilling his glass and drank it up in one gulp.
As he reached to refill his drink, Rolf swiftly removed the bottle.
Only then did Tyrone acknowledge Rolf’s presence. He extended his hand, his voice firm. “Hand methe wine.”
“Did you summon me here merely to watch you drown your sorrows? I have no interest in such aspectacle. If you wish to continue this, I’d rather take my leave.”
Tyrone’s demeanor shifted abruptly; the strength drained from his body and his arm fell to his side. Heslumped weakly against the back of the sofa.
His eyes were downcast, the shadows beneath his lashes betraying his recent fatigue.
“Sabrina wants a divorce,” Tyrone finally confessed in a hushed tone.
Upon hearing this, Rolf placed the bottle on the table and took a seat opposite Tyrone. His expressionbore no shock. “I anticipated this.”
Tyrone’s head snapped up in surprise.
“Remember when you asked Eddie to apologize to Sabrina. You were earnest in your request, as wasEddie. Yet, Sabrina remained unaffected.”
Tyrone’s expression flickered with confusion. He shut his eyes, attempting to remember her expressionat that moment.
However, it slipped from his memory.
“Isn’t it you who always claimed Sabrina to be sensitive? She’s sensitive, which means she would…”