He was the one who initiated the divorce, yet now he was having second thoughts.
He dropped Sabrina off at the coffee shop just opposite the Blakely Groups headquarters, hesitating before he suggested, Its nearly lunchtime. Perhaps you might Like to join me at the office and relax in the lounge?
Sabrina shook her head. No. I resigned. It wouldnt be appropriate for me to return to the company.
A shadow crossed Tyrones eyes.
Their marriage was public knowledge, yet she didnt want to be seen publicly with him anymore.
He yearned for the times they had together, jogging, having breakfast, and heading to work as one.
Understood. He ordered a coffee and dessert for Sabrina, lingered on her image for a moment, then reluctantly walked away.
Sabrina sat down in the coffee shop, sipping her coffee.
About thirty minutes Later, a delivery person appeared, food in hand.
He called out, Is there a Ms. Chavez here? Your husband ordered takeout for you!
The customers in the cafe glanced at the delivery person, then exchanged looks.
Upon hearing her name, Sabrina got up, walked to the entrance, and accepted the takeout. Thats me. Thank you.
The delivery person gave her a quick once-over before handing her the takeout. Enjoy your meal.
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Sabrina returned to her seat and unwrapped her meal.
She often lunched with Tyrone at the office. He knew her preferences well and had ordered her favorite dishes.
The onlookers watched Sabrina return to her seat, then turned their attention elsewhere.
Some just sipped their coffees and nibbled on their desserts. Others started to whisper among themselves.
Given that they were situated directly across from the Blakely Group building, it was inevitable that some customers knew Sabrina and Tyrones story.
Despite the curious glances, Sabrina remained unaffected.
In the Blakely Group building, the chairmans office was more spacious and well-lit than the CEOs. It had a large French window overlooking the street, offering an almost panoramic view of the cityscape.
Naturally, it provided a clear view of the cafe across the street Because the office was so high, Tyrone used a telescope.
He watched Sabrina finish her meal and patiently wait in the cafe.
An unspeakable anxiety bubbled up in Tyrones heart.
What should he do?