She was caught off guard.

"We were both set up that night. We were forced to get married and we didn't make the marriage public. Since there is no love between the two of us, we'd better end it," Tyrone explained casually, as if discussing mundane chores.

Sabrina's face drained of color.

Her heart felt clenched, making breathing arduous.

Tt couldn't be.

She had loved him for nine years.

She had joined the Blakely family and fallen in love with him at the age of sixteen.

They had been married for three years. Her love for him had only grown stronger.

She wanted this marriage; it wasn't forced upon her.

Yet, for him, the marriage was far from perfect.

Struggling to swallow the Lump in her throat, she steadied her breath.

Looking straight at him, she attempted to keep her voice steady. "Have the last three years not been good? Are you certain you want to divorce me?" Her heart ached as she uttered those words.

"I've made my decision."

“But your grandparents..."

"I'LL handle them."

"And what if I am-" She wanted to tell him she was pregnant.

Impatient, he cut her off. "Galilea's returned."

The words felt like a brutal stab to Sabrina's heart.

She accepted the divorce agreement in a daze and said, "Alright. I will look at this."

Forced to marry? No love? Those were just excuses.

His concluding sentence revealed the true reason behind his decision.

Galilea Clifford had returned.

Over the past three years, even though Sabrina and Tyrone hadn't publicly acknowledged their marriage, they lived together just Like an ordinary married couple.

Each morning, she would carefully choose his suit and tie, after which they'd embark on their shared journey to work.

In the evening, during his business gatherings, he would take time out to call her and share the happenings of his day.