In fact, he didn’t get on the plane after she left.
Sabrina didn’t personally witness him boarding the plane.
Damon’s return had allowed Tyrone to keep his whereabouts hidden, especially while
alone with Sabrina,
The woman exclaimed with surprise, “I’m also going to Linbourne!”
Tyrone continued reading, seemingly deaf to her words.
She tried again, “I’m sorry. May I know which country you come from?”
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Tyrone was uninterested in conversation and said in a detached tone, “Please don’t disturb
my reading.”
“Okay, okay… You can read,” the woman conceded, watching Tyrone with admiration
growing in her eyes.
Most men were drawn to her, like annoying flies, if she simply spoke to then.
The man before her was refreshingly different. He was not swayed by her beauty or
wealth. He stood out among others.
She wished to know more about this intriguing man, but her hopes dimmed, and
disappointment flashed in her eyes.
After a nearly thirty-hour flight, the plane landed in Linbourne.
Tyrone, situated in first class, got off the plane before Sabrina. He boarded the initial
shuttle bus to the terminal to retrieve his luggage.
Spotting his own black suitcase, Tyrone hurriedly departed. He worried that if he moved
any slower, Sabrina might catch sight of him.
“Hil” The woman caught up with him, wheeling her suitcase beside his.
“Have you booked a hotel? If not, we can go together.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Sorry, I’ve already booked,” Tyrone replied, his expression unchanged.
“Which hotel? I’m unfamiliar with this place. Can I accompany you?” she persisted.
Tyrone stopped, looked at her sternly, making her shrink back, unable to meet his
penetrating gaze.
“No. Please don’t follow me anymore.”
She wanted to protest, but his eyes silenced her.
Tyrone walked away, leaving her standing, sighing, and wishing for another chance
encounter.
Outside, the sun shone brightly.
Sabrina spread her arms, letting the rays warm her chilled body.