Cesar echoed, "That's right. You two can leave now. We have nursing staff here; all will be well.

You don't need to stay with me all the time. Sabrina, you've been cooped up in the hospital these days, it must be tiresome. Tyrone, take her out to dine or for a stroll."

"Grandpa, I'm okay."

"Sabrina, I appreciate your devotion, but don't forget to take care of yourself too."

Sabrina cast a glance at Tyrone.

Tyrone offered a slight nod. "Grandma, Grandpa, we'll head out now. If you need anything, don't hesitate to call me."

Waving his hand, Cesar assured, “Alright, understood. What could possibly go wrong while I'm in the hospital?"

“Let's go." Tyrone offered a hand to Sabrina.

Accepting his hand, she replied, “Let's go. Goodbye, Grandpa and Grandma. We'll visit again tomorrow."

The two of them exited the room, hands entwined.

Once outside, Sabrina slipped her hand from Tyrone's grasp, leaving a void he felt deeply.

His hand instinctively clenched before he asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"We could try the new restaurant on Kingford Avenue. I've heard their dishes are quite exquisite."

“Sounds good."

They headed to the car park. Sabrina took the passenger seat while Tyrone slid into the driver's side, heading to Kingford Avenue.

While they were on the way, Sabrina received a call from the police station.

"Given the evidence, Shawn and Stan confessed their plot against you

They will face charges, but their punishment might not be severe as the harm they inflicted was not considerable."

Sabrina, with an air of confusion, inquired, “How could they track my vehicle's license plate and my location?"

"The connection lies in Shawn's job. He is a mechanic at an auto shop, which is where you got your car fixed once. Stan, on the other hand, was tailing you and gained information from a friend regarding your whereabouts."