Why couldn't he discern the falsehood and ulterior motives behind Galilea's facade, given his usual smartness?

Why did he indulge Galilea so excessively?

She loved Tyrone immensely and that love was inextricably intertwined with a profound resentment.

All the pent-up sorrow and grievances that had festered beneath the surface of their marriage erupted in an instant.

How many times had Tyrone chosen to place his trust in Galilea instead of her?

How many times had he opted to shield Galilea from facing the consequences?

How many times had he broken his promise to her because of Galilea?

How many times had she witnessed him being summoned away by Galilea with just one call?

Vividly etched in her memory was a day when they were passionately entwined in bed, only for him to hear of Galilea's disappearance and then want to Leave without a word. She had implored him to stay but in response, Tyrone had said, “Sabrina, why can't you have any empathy for her?"

For a long while, she had believed she had forgotten those bad moments, but now all resurfaced in her mind as if they had occurred only yesterday.

Tyrone's partiality toward Galilea, rooted in her trauma, had always haunted her.

Now, Tyrone had revealed that he, too, had been deceived by Galilea.

It was Galilea's meticulously orchestrated charade of a kidnapping that had beguiled him, leading to his excessive tolerance of her.

If the abduction had been real, then Tyrone would have acted as a virtuous and caring man. Now that the truth was exposed, he realized he had been fooled.

It seemed Tyrone was innocent throughout.

However, in the end, it was she who bore the brunt of the pain.

Nothing could ever alter the cruel reality.

Her father couldn't come back to life and neither could her child...

Unable to contain her anguish any longer, Sabrina found herself shedding tears.

After an extended period, her tear-streaked face dried and she opened her eyes, her countenance resolute, her gaze piercing.

She had no desire to lay eyes on Tyrone.

After pondering for a while, Sabrina made a call to the police station's director, informing him that she had urgent matters to attend to and had taken her leave, hoping that he could keep her in tune with the updates regarding the case.

The director acquiesced and terminated the call.

Taking down the phone from his ear, the director turned to Tyrone, stating, "She mentioned she has left."

“In that case, I'll make my way back as well," Tyrone responded.

“Farewell, Mr. Blakely.”

“Goodbye, Aldrin."

Sabrina navigated her car through the city streets, her mind adrift.

Her gaze roamed casually and eventually, she spotted a bar.

Sabrina guided her car to the establishment, located a parking spot, and brought her vehicle to a halt before proceeding toward the entrance.