Chapter: 43
Amid the gentle laughter, Sabrina strode to the table, filled an empty glass with tea, and
lifted it. “What a pleasure to encounter everyone here. Let me toast to your good
company with this tea. I’ll host a meal another day. Brother.”
Her focus sharpened on Tyrone as she pronounced the word “brother.”
Ever since their wedding, Sabrina always called him Tyrone.
She emptied the contents of her glass in one gulp.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Him.”
“I must attend to other matters, so I won’t intrude further.” Sabrina put down the glass.
“Sabrina, that’s rather rude,” Eddie suddenly called out. “Your future sister-in-law is
present. Aren’t you going to toast to her?”
Caught off guard, Rolf struggled to find words. Others joined in
“Sabrina, you can’t ignore your future sister-in-law.”
“Aren’t you working together? Share a drink.”
Sabrina’s gaze fell, her lips tightened.
How could she toast Galilea?
“There’s no need for that,” Rolf interjected.
“What’s the issue?” Eddie chimed in with a light smirk. “Sabrina, are you not fond of
Galilea? But she’s your brother’s choice.”
His insinuation was clear.
As the adoptive daughter of the Blakely family, how could she afford to slight the future
Mrs. Blakely?
Conversely, if Sabrina herself didn’t acknowledge Galilea, how could they?
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmCesar always had a soft spot for Sabrina. Did Sabrina’s aloofness reflect his stance?
ALL eyes were on Sabrina.
Smiling gently, Galilea assured, “I’m certain Sabrina didn’t mean it that way. Eddie, let’s
not pressure her.”
“Galilea, you’re truly kind-hearted.” Shifting his gaze to Tyrone,
Eddie added, “Tyrone, don’t you have anything to say? This is your girlfriend.”
The focus in the room pivoted to Tyrone.
Sabrina’s eyes found Tyrone’s, her fingers curling at her side.