Scars Of A Broken Bond
Chapter 216

Chapter 216

Chapter: 216

Without the enticing appearance, the cupcake lost its appeal to her.

The dessert was filled with chocolate, a flavor she found too bitter to enjoy.

But it was too late to reveal her distaste.

Sabrina reluctantly took the cupcake back to her office.

As she was entering her office, her assistant walked in with some files. Catching sight of the cupcake inSabrina’s hand, the assistant asked in astonishment, “Ms. Chavez, do you also like Afternoon Time’scupcake?”

“No. Someone gifted it. If you want, it’s yours.” Sabrina extended the cake to the assistant.

The assistant looked unsure. “I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

“Why not? You’ve been working tirelessly while I was on leave. Consider this cake as a small token ofappreciation.”

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The assistant’s face lit up with a smile as she accepted the paper bag.

“Thank you.”

While passing by the stairway after exiting the restroom, Tyrone overheard a woman asking, “When didyou purchase Afternoon Time’s cupcake?”

“I didn’t purchase it.”

“Then how come you have one?” “Ms. Chavez gifted it to me. She is very generous.”

Tyrone cast a glance at the stairs, and his expression suddenly turned grim.

One of the female employees was clutching a paper bag.

Sabrina gave the cupcake he had specifically bought for her to her assistant.

Everything Cesar required, from medication to medical equipment, was ready.

He was all set to be discharged from the hospital and return home.

Tyrone and Sabrina made their way to the hospital to escort Cesar home

As they reached the ward’s entrance, Tyrone abruptly came to a halt

Unprepared for the sudden stop, Sabrina bumped into his back. She rubbed her nose and queried,“Why did you stop?”

Tyrone turned to face Sabrina, then gently took her hand and proceeded inside.

Sabrina set her jaw, drew in a calming breath, gathered her strength and made her way into thehospital room, tenderly calling out “Grandpa” along with Tyrone.

With a cheerful disposition, Cesar had been waiting since dawn. He comfortably positioned on thecouch, saying, “You’ve arrived. Let’s head back.”