Scars Of A Broken Bond
Chapter 213

Chapter 213

Chapter: 213

He knew she waited for him.

On his return from a business trip, he found Sabrina asleep on the couch, waiting.

However, ever since he suggested a divorce, the scenario changed. He would replace the living roomshrouded in darkness, which somehow seemed colder.

“Sir, you’ve returned.” The sound in the living room alerted Karen, who came out to inspect.

“Karen.”

“You seem to have had a few drinks, sir. Would you like some tea?”

“That sounds perfect.”

Sipping the water, Tyrone eased himself onto the couch. Leaning back, he closed his eyes andmassaged his temples, visibly exhausted.

A moment passed, and Karen set a cup of tea on the living room’s side table, addressing Tyrone, “Sir,your tea is ready.”

“Alright.” Tyrone acknowledged her softly, without moving an inch.

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Seeing his lack of movement, Karen retreated back to the kitchen. She quickly returned, a platter offresh fruit in her hands, and placed it before Tyrone. “If tea doesn’t appeal to you, Sir, perhaps somefruit might. It can help clear your head.”

“Thank you, Karen.”

“It’s no trouble at all. I initially prepared it for Mrs. Blakely, but she hardly had an appetite today. Sheascended to her room without eating much.”

After a short silence, Tyrone asked, “Is she suffering from a stomachache again?”

“No. It appears she had other things on her mind.” Karen seemed to drop the comment casually.

She was well aware that the couple hadn’t divorced that day, no doubt due to Cesar’s intervention.

Still, it marked a change in their marriage.

She held a glimmer of hope that the pair might reconcile.

“Understood.” Nodding, Tyrone sampled some fruit before he excused himself to retire to his room.

The following morning, Tyrone returned from his run to replace Sabrina seated in the dining room andKaren prepping breakfast.

He proceeded upstairs to freshen up and change his attire. Descending, he settled across fromSabrina.

“Good morning.”

Sabrina glanced down, murmuring, “Good morning.”

The dining room was eerily quiet as they commenced their meal.