Scars Of A Broken Bond

“Oh, I see.” Shirley breathed a sigh of relief.

In the Mathias International Airport hall, Tyrone stood alone, patiently waiting for someone.

Amidst the hustle and bustle of people coming and going, the tall and handsome man standing alone caught the occasional glance from passersby.

Tyrone glanced at his watch to check the time, and excitement grew with each passing moment. Instead of feeling impatient, he became more eager, knowing the time was approaching.

The airport broadcast echoed through the hall.

After a while, passengers from the recently landed plane began streaming through the arrivals gates.

Tyrone looked on calmly. Yet he sought a particular person amongst the crowd.

Disappointment flickered across Tyrone’s face as the person he was expecting failed to materialize.

As more travelers from the flight emerged, one after another, a handful of people straggled behind. Neither of them was the one he hoped to see.

Tyrone frowned, wondering where she could be. Pursing his lips, he took out his phone and dialed Sabrina.

Suddenly, a phone rang behind Tyrone, prompting him to turn around.

There stood Sabrina in an awkward pose, head lowered, hurriedly adjusting the volume on her phone.

Casually returning the device to her pocket, Sabrina attempted to tiptoe forward. However, when she lifted her head, she caught Tyrone’s gaze, arms crossed, and an amused smile playing on his lips.

Sabrina was stunned. She gave a wry smile and playfully shook her arm. “If I knew you would call me, I wouldn’t have turned it on so early.”

Tyrone approached her, smiling. “What would you do if I hadn’t spotted you?”

“Nothing. I just wanted to sneak up on you and surprise you.”

“Where’s your Luggage?”

“I stowed it in the car.”

Observing Tyrone’s puzzled expression, Sabrina grinned and explained, “I caught the last flight back.” Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

“You intentionally gave me the wrong flight information?” Tyrone asked, raising his eyebrows.

“No, it’s because their flight was overbooked, so they transferred me to the earlier flight. I wanted to tell you, but it slipped my mind.”

“We’ll see if you remember tonight,” Tyrone said, giving her a meaningful. look.

It had already reached noon, and Tyrone asked the driver to head to the restaurant where he had pre- booked a chamber.

Upon arrival, the waitress courteously escorted Tyrone and Sabrina to a chamber on the second floor and presented them with the menu.