“Could you reconsider, perhaps alter the terms?"

She hadn't expected Tyrone to be so forthright.

Tyrone shook his head, asserting, "No, that's my stipulation. If you decline, I'm afraid there's nothing more I can offer."

Sabrina pressed her lips together and lowered her gaze, deep in thought.

Should she really enter into matrimony with Tyrone in exchange for two seemingly enigmatic secrets?

It felt somewhat unjust...

While it was evident that Tyrone harbored genuine affection for her and bargaining with Galilea on her behalf had been an act of profound gratitude. Nevertheless, she had no current inclination to remarry him...

Her pause was anticipated, yet Tyrone couldn't help but feel a subtle pang of disappointment.

Nevertheless, this inkling of disappointment didn't weigh heavily upon him. It had been his strategy to employ this proposal as a deterrent.

If she were to indeed accept, it would complicate matters greatly.

After all, he couldn't divulge the truth to her.

“Well, have you reached a decision?" Tyrone persisted.

“I'll grant you three minutes to contemplate it. Even if you consent later, it shall be deemed invalid if not within these three minutes."

To her astonishment, Sabrina raised her gaze and fixed an unwavering stare upon Tyrone.

“You never intended to reveal it from the start, did you, Tyrone?"

Tyrone responded with an affable smile.

“Certainly not. What makes you think this way? Haven't you once been Trevor's girlfriend in pursuit of certain information? Why the hesitation now?"

Sabrina's visage congealed. She averted her gaze and confessed, "It's not the same."

“What sets it apart?" Tyrone inquired earnestly.

Sabrina's being Trevor's girlfriend before tugged at his heartstrings.