Sabrina peeked inside.

"Cesar's still resting. Have you guys had breakfast yet? No need for all of us to be here."

"Well then, we'll go grab a bite first."

Holding Sabrina's hand, Tyrone guided her out of the ward.

He turned to her and asked, "Should I get someone to bring breakfast here, or..."

"There's no need. Let's just eat at the hospital canteen," Sabrina suggested.

“The canteen might be crowded, and your vision isn't the best. Maybe you should head back to the ward. I'll get the food."

"Okay."

After escorting Sabrina back to the ward, Tyrone headed to the canteen, returning with breakfast for both of them.

An hour had passed after breakfast.

Sabrina surmised that Cesar had risen from his slumber, and the pair ventured back to the ward.

Two new faces had appeared in the room. They were Tyrone's aunts.

In the corner, there were also several gift boxes, indicating that visitors had recently arrived.

"Ah, Tyrone and Sabrina join us."

"Good to see you, Aunt Claire, Aunt Phoebe," Sabrina and Tyrone greeted in response.

Cesar, it appeared, was still caught in his dreams.

"Why don't you sit next to Grandma, Sabrina?" suggested Tyrone, escorting her to a seat by the table and a pair of chairs in the center. He worried Sabrina's vision might not be as clear, so he led her to a couch next to Wanda.

"You two are just adorable together." Observing the scene, Claire smiled and joked.

Although she'd heard the rumors about Tyrone and Galilea, she didn't pay much heed.

Men were often like this. They wouldn't divorce their wives though they might have mistresses.