But Tyrone interrupted her before she could get the words out.

"Have you finished applying the ointment?"

"Not yet," Sabrina murmured, surprised at the sudden question.

"Alright. Finish applying it. I'll ask someone to bring lunch here.

After Lunch, we'll go back."

"Okay." Sabrina sat back on the bed and took off her clothes to apply the ointment.

Before Tyrone interjected, she was about to express her feelings, but now, she had no idea how to go about it.

But that was okay. Since she had decided not to leave him, there would be many chances in the future for her to express herself. She was not in a hurry.

After a while, Tyrone's phone buzzed once more. He glanced down and saw that it was Horace calling him.

A deep shadow fell over Tyrone's face as he picked up the ringing phone. This time, he chose to answer the call in Sabrina's presence.

"Hello, Mr. Fowler."

After Horace explained his reason for calling, Tyrone glanced at Sabrina and said, “Mr. Fowler, I express gratitude for your offer on her behalf, but there's no need... Why? You will soon find out... If there is nothing else, I have to hang up."

Then, Tyrone promptly hung up the phone and put it on the table.

Sabrina asked, "What did Mr. Fowler say?"

Tyrone didn't hide it from her.

"Horace wanted Rita and Sierra to apologize to you, but he couldn't get through to you, so he called me."

Sabrina nodded her head.

It was probably a good idea that Tyrone refused the visit on her behalf.

After Rita drugged her, Sabrina didn't want to see Rita's face at all.

The feelings were the same when it came to Sierra.