Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Chapter 540

Chapter: 540

He was the one who initiated the divorce, yet now he was having second thoughts.

He dropped Sabrina off at the coffee shop just opposite the Blakely Group’s headquarters,

hesitating before he suggested, “It’s nearly lunchtime. Perhaps you might Like to join me

at the office and relax in the lounge?”

Sabrina shook her head. “No. I resigned. It wouldn’t be appropriate for me to return to the

company.”

A shadow crossed Tyrone’s eyes.

Their marriage was public knowledge, yet she didn’t want to be seen publicly with him

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anymore.

He yearned for the times they had together, jogging, having breakfast, and heading to

work as one.

“Understood.” He ordered a coffee and dessert for Sabrina, lingered on her image for a

moment, then reluctantly walked away.

Sabrina sat down in the coffee shop, sipping her coffee.

About thirty minutes Later, a delivery person appeared, food in hand.

He called out, “Is there a Ms. Chavez here? Your husband ordered takeout for you!”

The customers in the cafe glanced at the delivery person, then exchanged looks.

Upon hearing her name, Sabrina got up, walked to the entrance, and accepted the

takeout. “That’s me. Thank you.”

The delivery person gave her a quick once-over before handing her the takeout. “Enjoy

your meal.”

Sabrina returned to her seat and unwrapped her meal.

She often lunched with Tyrone at the office. He knew her preferences well and had ordered

her favorite dishes.

The onlookers watched Sabrina return to her seat, then turned their attention elsewhere.

Some just sipped their coffees and nibbled on their desserts. Others started to whisper

among themselves.

Given that they were situated directly across from the Blakely Group building, it was

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inevitable that some customers knew Sabrina and Tyrone’s story.

Despite the curious glances, Sabrina remained unaffected.

In the Blakely Group building, the chairman’s office was more spacious and well-lit than

the CEO’s. It had a large French window overlooking the street, offering an almost

panoramic view of the cityscape.

Naturally, it provided a clear view of the cafe across the street Because the office was so

high, Tyrone used a telescope.

He watched Sabrina finish her meal and patiently wait in the cafe.

An unspeakable anxiety bubbled up in Tyrone’s heart.

What should he do?