Scars Of A Broken Bond
Chapter 828

Chapter 828

Chapter: 828

Damon walked briskly, noticing that Sabrina and Jennie were a few steps behind. He promptly turned around, Lifted Jennie, and quickly ascended the stairs.

Keeping pace, Sabrina hastened her steps, her breathing rapid and face tinted red from the effort.

Damon halted at the entrance of a VIP ward and indicated the door, saying, “Here it is. You can go inside now.”

Peeking through the room’s glass window, Sabrina caught a glimpse of Tyrone, appearing almost lifeless in the bed, an IV drip beside him.

With a gentle nudge, she entered the room.

Jennie wriggled in Damon’s arms, pleading, “I want to go in too.”

Damon gently cradled her, replying, “Just a moment; let them have a chat first.”

“Alright.”

The door’s soft sound signaled her entrance. At the approach of footsteps, Tyrone, without opening his eyes, muttered, “I’ve told you, I won’t eat. Don’t push it.”

He didn’t fall asleep.

Approaching the bedside, Sabrina looked down at the frail figure of Tyrone. An unexpected pang of emotion caught her off guard, causing her to catch her breath.

In just a few days apart, he appeared to have lost quite a bit of weight. His once vibrant eyes now looked hollow, and a ghostly pale marred his face.

The back of his hands, visible to her, seemed almost translucent. Blue veins stood out prominently.

How did this happen? How did he suddenly become like this?

Having known Tyrone for so many years, Sabrina had always seen him as someone vibrant and full of life. Never had she seen him appear this delicate state.

The room was quiet until Tyrone broke the silence. “Leave now.”

“It’s me,” Sabrina whispered.

Upon recognizing her voice, Tyrone shivered slightly, his eyelids fluttered, yet he kept them shut.

His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed the bitterness that lingered in his throat. His fingers discreetly tightened around the sheet, and his voice, husky and icy, asked, “Why are you here?”

Sabrina’s face tightened in concern. “I was wrong about you yesterday.

I’m sorry.”

With a hint of irony, Tyrone responded, “You weren’t mistaken. I did instruct Damon to go after the Faulkner family. I broke my word to you, and then lied. You did well to divorce me.”