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Chapter: 122
Thirdly, an imposed ban restricted either of them from bringing home dates.
Changes were evident in their property agreement as well.
Previously, Sabrina was to receive twenty million dollars, two villas, and two sports cars.
The revised version allocated her fifty million, the same number of villas and cars.
Reading through the altered terms, Sabrina expressed her dissent. “I disagree with the
first point. Are we expected to live together indefinitely, assuming your grandparents
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtremain unaware of our divorce? If you can’t be transparent about Galilea, then why the
divorce at all?”
“We can assign an expiration date.”
Quick to calculate a timeframe, Sabrina replied, “Two months. Your grandparents should
be informed within this period. After that, we can part ways.”
Beyond this time, her pregnancy would become apparent.
Tyrone’s eyes reflected a deep darkness. “Okay.”
She seemed eager to escape, offering just two months.
Perhaps her heart harbored profound resentment towards him.
Sabrina motioned to the property division clause and proposed, “I’m fine with the initial
agreement of twenty million. Extra money is unnecessary.”
“I failed you. Consider this my attempt at amends.”
Tyrone held his ground. Sabrina refrained from further arguments, her primary focus
remaining on finalizing the divorce terms swiftly.
Once they reached an agreement, Tyrone produced two printed copies of the agreement.
Each signed their respective document.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmOne for each.
“Done.” Sabrina affixed her signature and took her copy. “If there’s nothing else, I’ll retreat
to my room. Remember, Monday.”
“Understood,” Tyrone voiced softly.
Retreating to her room with the signed agreement, Sabrina closed the door behind her.
Back against the door, her strength abandoned her, and she sank to the floor.
She clutched at her aching heart, her trembling fingers barely able to mask the
overwhelming pain.
Her affection for him, a decade in the making, couldn’t possibly have vanished so swiftly.
The impending divorce marked their detachment.
Their marriage spanned three years, a significant period, but perhaps they were simply
not meant to be.