Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Chapter 824

Chapter: 824

She had inadvertently put the Faulkner family in a big mess.

She had hoped to earn Trevor’s trust and help him, but Tyrone’s meddling jeopardized

everything. If Trevor grew fearful of Tyrone and distanced himself, her entire strategy

would crumble.

Moreover, she was completely unaware of the situation, yet she couldn’t shake off the

feeling that it was somehow her fault.

She didn’t harbor romantic feelings for Trevor. Her interest in him was purely strategic. But

what if genuine affection blossomed between them?

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Tyrone’s jealousy, unwilling to see her with another, wrought chaos in their lives. If this

continued, Sabrina shuddered to think how their futures would unfold.

She had no freedom.

Opening her chat with Trevor, Sabrina typed, “I apologize, Trevor. I’ve discovered the

person in the recording. He’s an associate of Tyrone Blakely’s. I’m sorry. I truly hadn’t

foreseen this. I’ve confronted him, urging an out-of-court resolution. If they resist, I’ll cover

your expenses.”

Trevor quickly responded, “I see. Sabrina, don’t worry, I’m not blaming you. No need to

apologize. You’re incredibly kind and sweet. It’s definitely his loss to have divorced you.”

His empathy only deepened Sabrina’s guilt.

After the conversation, Sabrina murmured to Jennie, “Jennie, I need to step out for a call.

Call if you need me.”

Jennie nodded in understanding.

Sabrina walked to a quieter spot by the fire escape and called Tyrone, her face devoid of

emotion.

“Beep… Beep…”

The phone kept ringing for quite a while and was only answered just before it was about to

disconnect on its own.

“Hello, Sabrina?” Through the phone came Tyrone’s faint and raspy voice, suggesting that

he had just woken up.

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Without noticing the difference in his voice, Sabrina asked coldly,

“Tyrone, did you ask Damon to set a trap for the Faulkner family? How can you stoop so

low? Weren‘t you done meddling in my life? You can’t keep your word! You’re such a liar!”

For a while, Tyrone remained quiet, then murmured in a fragile tone, “Is that your

perception of me?”

The moment her call popped up, he picked up eagerly. However, the barrage of questions

that followed dampened his spirits instantly.

“Aren’t you a liar?” Sabrina’s voice turned chilly as she asked each word deliberately.

With a mix of sarcasm and disillusionment, Tyrone retorted, “Trevor’s father bought subpar

materials, fully aware of their quality. When someone blew the whistle on him, how is that

my fault?”

At this point, Tyrone’s word held no weight in Sabrina’s eyes.