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Chapter: 951
With that, Galilea got up. Her high heels clicked on the floor as she left.
Sabrina was now alone in the room.
She breathed a long sigh of relief, finally able to relax for a moment.
Exhausted and broken, she leaned back on the sofa, closing her eyes, and giving herself a
moment to recuperate.
After a moment’s rest, Sabrina called the waiter, requesting assistance to descend the
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When she took a few steps out of the room, she heard a familiar voice call out, “Sabrina?”
Without turning, Sabrina recognized it was Tyrone.
What a coincidence.
“What happened? Is your foot hurt?” Without waiting for an answer, Tyrone took over from
the waiter and supported Sabrina in his arms.
Observing her face, he furrowed his brows. “What has happened to your face?”
had an accident and fell.”
“Why is there a mark that looks like a slap?” Tyrone asked.
She lowered her head in silence.
Tyrone scooped her up into his arms and carried her down the stairs.
“Let’s get you to the hospital right away.”
Gently, Tyrone placed Sabrina in the back seat of the car and carefully checked her over.
Her forehead had a bruise with two Band-Aids. The left side of her face was red and
swollen, with a clear handprint, and her right foot appeared sore.
He gently lifted her right foot to remove her boot, but she winced and pulled her foot
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Holding onto her Leg, Tyrone tried again. When he carefully removed her boot, he could
see her swollen ankle even though she had a sock on.
Overall, she looked battered and bruised.
Tyrone’s tone was gentle, but his eyes were dark with fury. “Sabrina, what happened? How
did you get these injuries? Who hurt you?”
After a few seconds of silence, Sabrina said, “It’s none of your business.”