It had been several days since the first comment accusing her of being a third party had appeared.

It was dated August 16th.

What happened that day?

She racked her brain, remembering that it was a Saturday when she had watched a show with Tyrone and Later fetched him from the club.

They must have been caught on camera.

Sabrina tried to compose herself, switching off her phone and casually saying, "I've seen it. Now what? Those folks don't know the real story.

Do you think I should be bothered by their words?"

Galilea laughed in response. "Sabrina, you're so naive. Didn't you wonder why you're only discovering this several days later? Or why no one stepped in to set the record straight?"

Sabrina's body tensed, an intense pang in her heart stealing her breath away.

Truth had dawned on her, though she fought to deny it.

“Because Tyrone deliberately kept it hidden from you. Did you really believe it was a fluke when Tyrone took your phone with him that day?

No, it was entirely intentional. His plan was to keep you in the dark.

He even asked the housekeeper to keep silent about it."

Galilea's voice echoed like a vengeful phantom.

"Why do you think no one stepped up to defend you? Tyrone stopped them.

He even paid a visit to his grandparents to ensure they stayed quiet.

Do you understand why? He couldn't bear the thought of me being branded as a home-wrecker. To him, I'm his beloved.

And you? In his eyes, you're a mere nobody. You can stand as the sacrificial lamb for me. You're the one painted as the intruder in our relationship. In love, those uncherished are often the ones who bear the outsider label."

Sabrina felt dizzy.

She resisted the urge to accept this reality.