Scars Of A Broken Bond
Chatper 1372

Chatper 1372

While they were waiting for the examination result in the ward, Tyrone asked, “Are you hungry? What

do you want to eat? I’ll buy it for you.”

Lowering her head, Sabrina played with Tyrone’s fingers and said, “Can’t you ask the driver to buy it?

Just porridge and eggs will do.”

“Okay, I’ll tell him to get it.” Tyrone couldn’t help but feel sad as he stared at Sabrina.

She had never been more dependent on him than she was now.

While Tyrone had dreamed of this very thing several times, he had never expected that it would happen

in such a way. In his fantasies, Sabrina relied on him because she loved him, not because she was the

victim of a horrific event and was forced to stick close to him to feel safe again.

Tyrone called the driver and gave the instructions on what food to buy.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

When he was done, he put the phone back in his pocket and stood up.

He had only walked a few steps when he heard a sound behind him.

Surprised, Tyrone stopped.

Sabrina, who had been trailing behind Tyrone, bumped into his back when he stopped so suddenly.

She rubbed her forehead and stared at him in confusion.

“I’m going to the bathroom. Are you following me?” Tyrone asked calmly, a touch of disbelief in his

voice.

Sabrina flushed and looked down.

“Okay. You go ahead.”

Then, Sabrina turned around and went back.

Two hours later, the examination result was out. It showed that apart from the obvious bruises on her

wrists, ankles and neck, Sabrina also had several bruises all over her body.

In addition, her left eardrum was perforated, which caused her hearing loss.

The nurse brought ointment for her bruises and explained to Tyrone and Sabrina how to adopt it.

As soon as the nurse left, Tyrone picked up the ointment on the table. He looked at it and said to

Sabrina, “I’ll run some warm water for you. Can you apply the ointment by yourself?”

Sabrina lowered her head and remained silent for several seconds.

Finally, she murmured in a soft voice, “I can’t apply it on my back by myself.”

“I’ll help you.”

When Tyrone realized that she was not shy at the prospect of being naked in his presence, he said,

“Go and lie down on the bed.”

“Okay.”

Tyrone went to the bathroom and fetched a basin of warm water for her. Then, he grabbed a towel and

carried everything back to the ward.