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Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Chapter 164
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Chapter: 164

“It’s nothing serious, really.”

“No.”

He quickly left the room.

Looking up, Sabrina found herself meeting the eyes of Cesar and Wanda, and she felt a

pang of embarrassment.

Clearing her throat, Wanda said, “Our boy has learned to be thoughtful.

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Sabrina, don’t hesitate to ask him for anything.”

With a flushed face, Sabrina gave a nod. “I understand.”

Returning with ointment, Tyrone knelt before Sabrina again, cleaning the bruise gently

with antiseptic, then applying a dab of ointment with a cotton swab. ©

Seeing the seriousness on his face, Sabrina’s heart fluttered.

It was as if he was tending to a treasured object.

Once the ointment was applied, Tyrone carefully placed a small bandage over the wound,

then lowered her dress. “ALL done.”

“Sabrina, Tyrone, your grandpa and I will manage here. You can head home.” Wanda said.

Cesar echoed, “That’s right. You two can leave now. We have nursing staff here; all will be

well.

You don’t need to stay with me all the time. Sabrina, you’ve been cooped up in the

hospital these days, it must be tiresome. Tyrone, take her out to dine or for a stroll.”

“Grandpa, I’m okay.”

“Sabrina, I appreciate your devotion, but don’t forget to take care of yourself too.”

Sabrina cast a glance at Tyrone.

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Tyrone offered a slight nod. “Grandma, Grandpa, we’ll head out now. If you need anything,

don’t hesitate to call me.”

Waving his hand, Cesar assured, “Alright, understood. What could possibly go wrong while

I’m in the hospital?”

“Let’s go.” Tyrone offered a hand to Sabrina.

Accepting his hand, she replied, “Let’s go. Goodbye, Grandpa and Grandma. We’ll visit

again tomorrow.”

The two of them exited the room, hands entwined.

Once outside, Sabrina slipped her hand from Tyrone’s grasp, leaving a void he felt deeply.

His hand instinctively clenched before he asked, “What do you want to eat?”