Galilea's words conveyed an underlying sense that Tyrone cherished her deeply.

In truth, Tyrone had indeed struck a bargain with Galilea on her behalf, forsaking vengeance for his grandfather's sake...

Furthermore, he had entered negotiations with Galilea once more when she faced mistreatment at Galilea's hands while working as an assistant for Galilea.

Turning over in her bed, Sabrina let out a sigh.

Memories surfaced of the times when she had ventured abroad post-divorce, with Tyrone providing her with invaluable assistance.

Perhaps Tyrone's earlier words had held truth. He loved her.

Sabrina felt a complex mixture of melancholy, gratitude and inner conflict.

After years of unrequited love, she had finally received a clear response.

Yet, it had come too late, their divorce serving as a stark reminder.

Tyrone had always harbored intentions of remarriage.

This brought to mind the question Bettie had posed at the banquet. Did she still love Tyrone? Did she truly still love him?

Sabrina opened her eyes, gazing at the ceiling, unable to provide a definitive answer.

Despite the passage of days since their divorce, she couldn't make a clear response with unwavering conviction, suggesting the answer to the question.

Yes, she still loved Tyrone.

It was this very love that made it difficult for her to accept his assistance readily. She didn't want to appear weak in his eyes, nor did she want to humble herself before him.

However, this Love had transformed over time.

Once upon a time, she had placed her emotional trust entirely in Tyrone, dedicating herself to her studies and career to keep pace with him.

However, her affection for him had now evolved into just one facet of her Life, no longer an indispensable part. She had a multitude of other priorities.

Reconciliation and remarriage with Tyrone were not part of her immediate plans.

She resolved to let fate dictate the course of her life.