“Did you then have a change of heart? Sabrina, did you deliberately use him as a means to vex me?"

Sabrina abruptly fell silent.

She had inadvertently spilled the truth.

Shaking her head vigorously, she disavowed, "No, that's not the case..."

Her intentions had not been to incite his anger. She had merely sought to employ Trevor as a pretext, hoping to compel Tyrone to withdraw.

“Interesting.” A wry chuckle escaped Tyrone's lips.

He gazed at her with an inscrutable expression.

The intensity of his stare struck Sabrina with a sense of foreboding.

The weight of it all proved overwhelmingly disheartening.

Clearing her throat delicately, Sabrina skillfully transitioned to a different subject.

“I find it necessary to contemplate the condition you've presented more thoroughly. Three minutes, you see, feels rather inadequate..."

"So, are you inclined to consider remarrying me?”

"No..." Sabrina responded.

“In that case, a direct refusal will suffice."

Sabrina found herself momentarily at a loss for words.

With a snort, she shot a skeptical glance at Tyrone. "Very well. It's possible that you and Galilea orchestrated this together to deceive me. Perhaps there are no secrets at all!"

“Believe what you will."

Sabrina rolled her eyes and clenched her teeth in frustration.

Clearly, Tyrone harbored no intention of disclosing the truth!

Tyrone met her gaze and spoke gently.