Even if Sabrina had professed her reluctance to rekindle their union,

Tyrone couldn't help but sense a profound deepening of their connection.

Their bond had grown stronger than it ever had been in the past.

During their marriage, Sabrina had never contested or turned him away.

Her demeanor had ranged from compliant to distant, maintaining her politeness toward him.

However, at present, she had grown more intimate with him.

Her emotions fluctuated between anger and stubbornness, yet she refrained from intentionally using Trevor or Raul to vex him.

Perhaps, there was a chance for a reconciliation with Sabrina in the future.

But for now, the pressing matter at hand was resolving the obstacles that lay between them.

As Tyrone stepped into Kira's ward, he discovered Kira in the midst of her lunch.

Kira greeted him with a warm smile, "Oh, Tyrone. Have you had Lunch?

Would you like to join me?"

Tyrone gazed down at her and responded, “No, I'll be leaving after a brief conversation."

Noticing the iciness in Tyrone's tone, Kira lifted her head earnestly and inquired, "What's on your mind?"

Tyrone bent down slightly and tapped the table.

A plane ticket lay before her.

He gestured toward the ticket and straightened up, saying, “You've been here for quite some time. It's time to return. I've already booked your flight. Please ensure you reach the airport before the plane departs. If it's inconvenient, I can arrange for someone to assist you."

The undertone of his words was unmistakably threatening. Kira stared at him in astonishment and began, “Tyrone, you..."

“What?" Tyrone arched an eyebrow.

He had learned that on the day Sabrina had entered the bar, Kira had been present nearby.