After freshening up, she headed downstairs.

“Ma'am, you're up. I'll make breakfast for you." id Tyrone return at any point?" Sabrina asked quietly. jo." The housekeeper shook her head with a sigh.

"I understand."

With a heavy heart, Sabrina sank into the couch, glancing at her phone screen, which remained devoid of any messages.

After her meal, it was nearing ten o'clock. She instructed the driver to take her to the hospital.

The car pulled up at the entrance. Sabrina alighted and made her way upstairs. A glance at the parking lot revealed a familiar license plate.

Believing her eyes to be playing tricks on her, she looked again for confirmation,

It was Tyrone's car.

Hadn't Tyrone gone to see Galilea? Why was he at the hospital?

Before Sabrina could enter the ward, a known voice reached her ears. "I recall at our last meeting, you asked if I was fond of steaks. How swiftly time passes!"

The voice was Galilea's.

A cold shiver ran down Sabrina's spine, and she felt as if she were encased in ice. She stood there, stunned.

Tyrone had taken Galilea to meet his grandfather.

He had brought his mistress to his grandfather's ward.

Inside, Sabrina was engulfed by sadness and shivering with coldness.

What was his intention behind this act?

In the midst of their intimate moment, he left because of Galilea's assistant's call. Then, he accompanied her to the hospital to meet his grandfather.

How could he treat his wife this way?

Sabrina stood at the door, eavesdropping on the discussion within.

Galilea's words were tinged with insincere flattery, but Cesar and Wanda were unimpressed.