Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Chapter 862

Chapter: 862

They had just made their relationship official, and she was certain

Trevor would text her. If Tyrone saw it…

Tyrone re-entered the room, bearing a tray laden with a sumptuous breakfast.

Holding the quilt tightly around her, she eyed him warily. “Tyrone, do you plan to keep me

here against my will? You do realize that’s illegal, right?”

“Just eat for now.”

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In response to her inquisitive gaze, he calmly placed the tray on the bedside.

Growing more exasperated as Tyrone disregarded her words, Sabrina snapped, “Tyrone,

stop this nonsense! We’re no Longer together. Why can’t you accept that and move on?”

“Do you want me to feed you?” Tyrone queried.

Sabrina was almost out of breath. She wrapped herself in the quilt and rolled to the bed.

She turned the back of her head to Tyrone and said,

“I don’t want it.”

“Eating will do you good. Not eating might harm you.”

“No way. If you don’t release me, I’ll go starve myself until you decide to set me free,”

Sabrina said coldly. “It’s not a big deal if I’ll starve to death. Anyway, I’m alone and

carefree.”

Tyrone stayed quiet for a moment, then scoffed, “Nothing to lose? What about Trevor? Isn’t

he your new boyfriend?”

She stiffened.

No wonder Tyrone suddenly went crazy. So that was it. Tyrone had discovered her secret.

“Why don’t you speak? Huh?” Tyrone closed the distance, gripping her shoulder to pull her

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around. He placed his other hand next to her head, challenging, “You vowed a fair game

between me and Trevor, didn’t you?

Is this your idea of fairness? Or were you just playing games?”

Sabrina averted her gaze, biting her lip. “I wasn’t playing games, but…”

Trevor’s unexpected confession had thrown her off. She felt it was the best way to gather

more insight.

“But you like Trevor more. He declared his feelings, and you just jumped right in?” Tyrone’s

voice dripped with sarcasm.

Lost for words, Sabrina remained silent.

The quietness of Sabrina further stoked Tyrone’s anger, his gaze deepening with

resentment as he demanded, “Am I right?”