She liked Bradley. Would his presence cheer her up?
The phone Line held a moment of static-filled silence before Bradleys voice, edged with reproach, broke through. Tyrone Blakely! Did your actions lead to her losing the child? Why couldnt you have simply released her?
His tone grew sharp. Which hospital is she in? Which ward?
Tyrone provided the information.
ILL be there immediately. With those words, the call ended.
Half an hour later, Bradley stood in the ward, his gaze landing on the visibly worn Tyrone.
He didnt attribute Tyrones haggard appearance to Sabrina. Instead, he believed it was because of his grandpa, who had recently passed away.
A scoff passed Bradleys lips as he pushed the door open to enter.
Upon hearing the door, Sabrina, assuming it was Tyrone, kept her eyes closed, maintaining her silence.
Bradley approached her, taking a seat on the beds edge. Sabrina, its me, he said softly.
Her eyes slowly fluttered open at the sound of his voice. Bradley? Why are you here?
Im here for you. His gaze drifted to the untouched breakfast. Have you eaten? Do you need help?
I dont feel like eating. Sabrina shook her head.
Sabrina, I know its tough to accept the loss of your baby. But consider this from the perspective of a friend who cares. Perhaps its for the best that the baby is no longer with us.
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I know it sounds harsh, but if the child lived, youd be forever Linked to Tyrone. You married him because of his grandfathers kindness, but now both the old man and the baby are gone. Youre free to divorce Tyrone and begin anew. Tyrone, a ruthless capitalist, isnt worthy of you.
Sabrina stared blankly at the ceiling.
Divorce was a possibility, but what would she do afterward?
Her will to Live seemed to have disappeared.
With those she cherished now gone, life seemed meaningless.
Seeing her silence, Bradley continued, If your father were still alive, hed be heartbroken to see you like this. Sabrina, ponder this for a moment. Would he have risked his life to protect you, only to witness you lying lifeless in a hospital bed now? You need to recover, to live your life, for your fathers and Cesars peace of mind.
At the mention of her father, a spark appeared in Sabrinas eyes.
Her father had indeed protected her, even traded his life for hers.
And Cesar had died because of her.
She needed to confront Galilea and do other things.