NovelOnlineChapter 188 Awoman graced the stage, her voice twining with the lyrics of a folk song As Sabrina took a seat at the bar, the bartender asked, “What can | get you, miss?" Aquick reality check reminded her that she was expecting. “A Sprite, please.” The bartender was left momentarily speechless He thought she was kidding, but he still brought a bottle of Sprite for Sabrina. “Enjoy your drink” “Thank you.” Sabrina replied, securing her drink and finding a secluded spot. She settled into her chair, her gaze focused on the singer on the stage. her mind adrift with thoughts.
“Join me through the summer's song of cicadas, beyond the city’s noise Your gaze, simply mesmerizing. | fear losing sight of it. Time refused to pause, leaving me in a constant wait for you. | really miss you, in every rainy season. What you choose to discard is what | most year to grasp. There wasn't enough time. My story is all about you. How did | find myself entwined in your love? Relinquishing all that | possessed.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtYet, words elude me when expressing my love. My story is all about you * The performer's voice wasn't extraordinary, just ordinary. Perhaps due to the small audience, her voice seemed to lose a bit of its Luster But for Sabrina, the song stirred something profound. Her eyes welled up and her heart ached with the lyrics Years of pent-up emotions chose this moment to break free.
Over a decade, she'd observed Tyrone's journey from a naive college boy to the influential president of Blakely Group.
He was her target, a beacon in her murky existence, and her singular narrative for the past decade.
She'd crawled from the shadows, muddied and bruised, always striving to reach him In their three-year marriage, she had fought to keep it afloat, exhausting her vitality.
He had tried his level best to fulfil his role as a husband.
But all was a charade in the end Time refused to halt, and he moved on to the woman who held his heart.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe alone waited for his return In his world, she was never his wife, merely a secret lover
He had tried his level best to fulfill his role as a husband.
Butall was a charade in the end.
Time refused to halt, and he moved on to the woman who held his heart She alone waited for his return.
In his world, she was never his wife, merely a secret lover In the past three years, he had visited Galilea annually, but never revealed his marital status.
Galilea's words were true. In love, the one who wasn't loved was the outsider.
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