SABRINA ULTRA

ct Thompson, the only heir to the Thompson estates, a man known more for his wild ways than for his business brilliance. At a young age, he became a billionai

sharp and filled with anger. "What trick did you

seen him like this; in pain and disbelief."I... I didn't trick you," she sta

rage. "You think I would believe that? The we

voice breaking. "I've loved you for so lo

mixing with the coldness of his words.

and I didn't want to cause you agony. Always, I have c

sdain. "I'll give you money for what hap

tbreak. Tears filled in her eyes and began running over her cheeks, as she poured out her feelings, "Why can't you believe me? Can't

? You think that means anything? I don't love

helpless."Please, Benedict," she wailed, collapsing to her knees

ldn't care at all. Remember that." He pulled out a bottle of wine, grabbed the cork with a forking

snapped, crossing his arms. "But you won't. This is what you've always wanted. Admit it." "No!" she cried, wiping the wine from her face. "I wanted you, Benedict. Not your money or your house. Just you." His laugh dripped with disbelief. "You're delusional. You're nothing to me, Sabrina. You'll never be anything to me." As he spoke, her final hope fade

for a second that this means you've won and you have succeeded! You haven't. You'll regret this!" Tears

her away. "You loved someone who never c

r, Sabrina let her sobs echo in the empty room. She had loved him her whole life, but now she u

ardly recognised who peered back at her as she sat in the bride's suite: white, pale, tear-rimmed eyes, but still, a beautiful sil

ftly, "do you really want to do

se to do?" she whispered in a barely audible voice, her voice barely above

vily that it became unbearable to breathe. She felt lost and s

o far and unattainable. She stood helpless in the midst of such a moment like this daughter, wit

took his hands in hers and began to massage them with her fingertips. "You

. If I marry him, he will change. But he is angry and I do not kno