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Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Chapter 159
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Chapter: 159

“I can’t today. Grandpa is unwell. I need to be at the hospital with him.”

“What? Is it critical? May I come to see him?”

Tyrone kept his silence, his gaze darting to Sabrina.

Sabrina quickly diverted her gaze and shut her eyes, feigning sleep.

Clearly, Tyrone wasn’t fooled.

Muffling the phone, he asked, “What’s your take on Galilea visiting

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Grandpa?”

Having failed her act, Sabrina had no choice but to open her eyes and address him.

“Grandpa’s operation was just yesterday, and his health isn’t great right now. We

shouldn’t allow any disturbance for now.

Perhaps she can visit once he is shifted to the general ward.”

Tyrone mulled over it and said, “Alright.”

Resuming his call, he said, “Grandpa’s health is not stable at the moment. You can visit

when he’s better. Also, I might not be able to spare time to see you in the coming days.”

“Tyrone, are you planning to leave me? I’m really terrified. I dreamt of being trapped in a

pitch-black room. It’s so dark inside. I screamed until my voice gave out, but nobody came

to rescue me. I was assaulted and insulted, and…

“Galilea, if you’re frightened, you should see your psychologist.”

“ALL I want is your company…”

“Galilea, do you want me to choose between you and my grandpa?”

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“Even if it isn’t, I have to let you know that if it’s between you and my grandpa, he is my

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choice. Do you understand?”

That’s not what I intended.”

“I understand… Tyrone, don’t be upset. I was just scared. I’ll listen to your advice and see

the doctor.”

“Okay.”

After ending the call, Tyrone got dressed and told Sabrina, “I’m going downstairs to check

on Grandpa. You can catch up on some sleep.”

“Okay, Sabrina mumbled, feeling sleep tugging at her eyelids.

A while later, Tyrone returned. “Grandpa hasn’t woken up yet. Lena’s with him.”

He took off his coat and climbed back into bed. “You should rest some more.”