"Yes."

His skill was impressive, likely honed over the past three years of their marriage.

Shortly, the housekeeper served the meal.

They seated themselves at the table, and Tyrone served Sabrina a dumpling.

“Thank you." A thought occurred to Sabrina, and she asked, “Where's my gift?"

Tyrone hesitated, appearing slightly embarrassed. "Galilea mentioned she really liked the bracelet..."

Sabrina's heart ached a little, but she forced a smile and said, “That's alright. I don't need the jewelry. You can give it to her."

She could let go of her husband; a piece of jewelry was nothing in comparison.

"IT'LL get you another one next time. Or if there's any specific jewelry you want, I can buy it for you."

"We'll see," Sabrina replied nonchalantly, proceeding to eat.

Observing her expression, Tyrone cast his gaze downward.

The atmosphere turned a little awkward.

After finishing her meal slowly, Sabrina announced, "I'm done. I'LL head upstairs now."

"Alright."

Tyrone watched her ascend, his grip on his fork tightening.

After the quiet dinner, he returned to his room to fetch his wallet, pulled out the black card from within, and made his way to the master bedroom.

"Sabrina..."

He halted mid-sentence, taken aback by the sight in the bedroom.

The bedroom appeared significantly emptier, with numerous items noticeably absent.

He scrutinized the surroundings and noticed that numerous daily necessities belonging to Sabrina were no longer present.

No one was in the bed.

Had Sabrina moved out of the master bedroom?

But why?

Leaving the bedroom, Tyrone called her name while he checked each of the guest rooms.

The first guest bedroom was dark and vacant.