Chapter: 134
He had lied.
His fear wasn’t Sabrina confronting the rumors, but her sorrow at seeing the harsh online
comments.
Yet, for reasons unknown, he chose to deceive Galilea.
“Mrs. Blakely, will you be stepping out?” the housekeeper asked.
“Yes. Today marks my grandfather’s death anniversary. I’ll be visiting his grave.” Sabrina
offered the housekeeper a smile and made her way out of the Living room.
Sabrina’s grandparents were folks from the rural parts. Initially buried in the country, their
graves, along with her father’s, were relocated to a suburban cemetery by Tyrone when
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇttheir original village underwent development.
On the way to the cemetery, Sabrina purchased three bouquets of flowers.
Her grandfather had passed when she was nine. Seventeen years had passed; her
memories of him had begun to fade, leaving only a vague image of a small, skinny man.
Upon reaching the cemetery, Sabrina placed the flowers before her grandparents’ and
father’s graves.
She was seated before her father’s tombstone; the chill of the stone mirrored in her heart.
Closing her eyes invoked images of the dreadful car accident that claimed her father’s life.
A decade had passed, yet the memory refused to fade.
Had her father not sacrificed himself, she would have been lost too.
Time might have gradually erased her grandparents’ faces from her memory, but her
father’s was indelibly etched.
He was the world’s greatest father
Following his divorce from her mother, he chose not to remarry.
As a child, she recalled her grandparents urging him to find a new wife, but he remained
steadfast.
He didn’t wish to risk marrying someone who could potentially harm his daughter and
confessed he was too consumed to consider a new marriage.
Sabrina’s father, Connor Chavez, was a journalist. His frequent travels necessitated her
grandparents’ care.
In the past, Sabrina didn’t comprehend his actions. However, as she grew older and
learned about her father’s occupation, she gradually understood the depth of his
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmdedication.
Some of his reports from years ago were still accessible.
During one such interview, he befriended Cesar.
“Dad, I’m here not today only to visit Grandpa, I am also here to tell you that I’m divorcing
Tyrone.
Dad, this must be a shocker for you. Just recently, I was telling you about his kindness
towards me. Now, mere months later, we’re parting ways. Isn’t it absurd? Truth be told, it
feels absurd to me. I’ve been bewildered since his divorce proposal. How did we end up
here?
Had someone predicted a few months back that I’d be divorcing Tyrone, I’d have
dismissed it.