Scars Of A Broken Bond
Chapter 825

Chapter 825

Chapter: 825

She dismissed his defense as bullshit.

Even if it was true that Zeke knowingly opted for inferior materials, her primary aim was to secure Trevor’s confidence.

And as for Zeke, once she unearthed evidence of his past involvement in the abduction and murder of her father, justice would surely be served.

In a mocking tone, Sabrina countered, “You seem oddly informed about the situation. Did you hired people to work with him just to rat him out?”

Was she truly afraid that Trevor might grow to dislike her because of this?

“Ahem… Ahem…” Tyrone was interrupted by a fit of coughs. After composing himself, he replied with a hint of derision, “Your affection for Trevor has clouded your judgment. But don’t throw baseless accusations at me. If Zeke hadn’t compromised on the materials, he wouldn’t have been in this mess. I’m not responsible.”

Sabrina snorted. “Liar! Are you saying you didn’t direct Damon’s actions? Why else would he target the Faulkner family for no reason?”

“What he has done has nothing to do with me. How could I possibly know the reasons behind his opposition to the Faulkner family? He doesn’t work for me.”

“So, Tyrone, not only are you dishonest, but you’re also running away from your responsibility. Divorcing you was one of the best decisions I made!”

Her words pierced Tyrone’s heart like a dagger, making it hard to breathe for him.

His eyes were slightly red, and he looked up at the ceiling.

His fists tightened, producing a soft cracking sound. He struggled to keep his voice steady, articulating every word. “So, in your eyes, I’m the bad guy? Is that it?”

“You’re well-aware of your actions!”

“I’ve told you. I had no hand in this. How can I make you trust me?

Should I meet my end to prove my innocence? What do you want from me?”

Seeing Tyrone’s continued denial, she no longer had the patience to continue the debate and abruptly ended the call.

She put her phone in her purse, drew a deep breath, ambled to the window, and stared blankly into the horizon.

Back then, Tyrone appeared exceptional in her eyes. He possessed good looks, towering height, wisdom, a kind heart, wealth, and influence.

These diverse qualities made it difficult for her to break free from her feelings for him.

However, upon reflection, she realized that Tyrone was merely average.

When she removed the rose-tinted glasses of youth, he was just like any other man, especially in terms of his possessiveness and stubbornness.

Her feelings for him had now soured to disdain and loathing.