Chapter: 126
The phone rang incessantly, only to be answered at the very Last moment. "Hello?"
A feminine voice echoed from the other side.
Sabrina instantly identified it as Galilea's voice.
He was with her.
Sabrina's heart plunged. She asked in a subdued voice, "It's Sabrina.
Where's Tyrone?"
"Oh, Sabrina. Tyrone's in the kitchen cooking for me at the moment."
When Tyrone's name was associated with cooking, Sabrina found herself perplexed.
She just couldn't fathom Tyrone being Linked with cooking.
"Is it a surprise, Sabrina? Tyrone's quite the chef. He lived alone during his college days and cooked his own meals. He'd often whip up something for me too."
Sabrina was aware that this was a deliberate jab aimed to wound her.
However, her heart bore the sting.
The notion of a man cooking for a woman he cherished hinted at deep love.
Yet, in the three years of their married life, Tyrone had never cooked.
Sabrina was oblivious to his culinary talents.
She'd read that cooking together could nurture marital bonds. Their household had a housekeeper, and Sabrina would sometimes prepare meals, but Tyrone never joined her.
Such was the chasm between love and apathy.
Hiding the ache in her heart, Sabrina requested, “Hand the phone to Tyrone. I need to ask him something."
"What do you want to know? I can relay your question to him."
The provocation was obvious. Sabrina, still legally Tyrone's wife, was forced to communicate with him through Galilea. It was ridiculous!
Even if she contemplated divorce, she had no intention of conceding an advantage to Galilea.
"Give him the phone. I have a question, and I wish to ask him directly!
As Galilea tried to retort, Sabrina cut her off, "This call is being recorded. If you don't wish to hear this playback later in front of Tyrone, pass him the phone now."
Galilea was aware that such a minor issue wouldn't drive Tyrone away from her. However, keen to keep up appearances, she walked to the kitchen with Tyrone's phone.
After a brief silence, Galilea's voice returned over the phone.