Throughout the meal, Sabrina was so engrossed that she failed to notice the hot oil that burned her hand.

"Sabrina! Your hand!" In haste, Bettie grabbed a stack of napkins, mopping up the hot oil from Sabrina's hand.

A harsh red mark marred the back of her hand.

"Does it hurt? Are you alright? Should we go to the hospital? Sabrina?"

Shaking her head with a tender smile, Sabrina reassured, "I'm fine. I'll just use some cream once we're back."

Bettie murmured, "What were you thinking just now?"

"I was lost in thought. I'm going to the restroom."

After cooling her scald under cold water, Sabrina shut the tap and noticed a figure next to her in the mirror's reflection. Sabrina moved past her.

"Sabrina, I need to discuss Tyrone with you," Galilea uttered with a smile.

“What's there to discuss? Go on." Sabrina appeared nonchalant.

"In fact, I only found out that you are married a few days ago.”

"So, you're considering leaving him?" Sabrina couldn't help a chuckle.

She didn't believe Galilea's words about just finding out a few days ago.

Julia had been agitating her since their business partnership commenced.

As partners, it served them no good to be enemies unless there were substantial gains at stake.

Galilea's expression stiffened.

"So you're not intending to leave him. What do you wish to discuss then? Do you want me to leave him?"

Regaining her composure, Galilea replied, "Sabrina, no need to be so aggressive. Tyrone and I share a Lengthy past."

"I'm not interested in your shared history," Sabrina answered.

"No, you're just too scared to confront our past. Sabrina, you need to acknowledge it. You simply lack the courage to confront the relationship between Tyrone and me. You hold him in high regard, but he and I are equals. We attended college together, grew and matured side by side, and experienced various events together. You have no idea about the bond and connection we share."

Sabrina's hands balled into fists, a bitter taste Lining her heart.

Galilea's words were the biting truth. Her eyes drifted up to Tyrone.

Ever since being welcomed into the Blakely family as an adopted child, her moments with Tyrone were few and stolen when he occasionally visited.

It was Galilea who was ever present by his side.

“Due to circumstances, I had to part ways with him. I bet you didn't see that coming, me willingly leaving him. Yet, he never wanted that separation. Perhaps you've noticed his yearly July business trips? He visits me every July. It marks the season of our first encounter."