Sabrina felt her heart race, but she moved forward and, with an air of nonchatance, inquired, “Why are you here?"

Tyrone lowered his gaze and maintained a stoic silence.

Sabrina sensed an unease settling in and asked, "Is something wrong?"

“I've been on a business trip here since this morning. I've only just become available," Tyrone finally explained.

His driver had been swift in getting him to the hotel ahead of Sabrina.

“Why didn't you just rest? Why are you still here?" Sabrina asked as she opened the door, and Tyrone followed her inside. He closed the door behind them and explained, "I tried calling you, but I couldn't get through. I was concerned something might have happened, so I decided to wait here."

Sabrina couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt.

She had yet to turn her phone back on.

“Oh, my phone ran out of power and turned off automatically."

Tyrone smiled and inquired casually, "Weren't you planning to return after dinner? Why are you back so late?"

After a brief pause, Sabrina placed her bag on the coffee table and tried to maintain her composure.

"I went to the supermarket."

Tyrone glanced at her empty hands.

“You didn't buy anything?"

“I forgot to take my wallet with me," Sabrina quickly replied.

She was adept at thinking on her feet, and her explanation seemed plausible.

Tyrone nodded in feigned understanding.

"I see. I thought something happened to you and I had called you several times. Please don't do that again."

“Okay," Sabrina agreed, and then she proceeded to charge her phone.

“Now you know I'm safe. You can go back and get some rest."