Frantically, she unlocked her phone, pulling up her chat with Bettie.

Reading the messages there, her heart shattered.

Galilea wasn't lying.

On the screen, Bettie's message was crystal clear. "Sabrina, did you catch the news? You've been spotted with Tyrone. Had I not known better, I would've believed it."

The response that followed read, "Thank you. I'm aware. I'll deal with it."

Sabrina knew that reply wasn't hers.

Similar responses littered her other chat threads.

Her call history showed several conversations on the day of her accident, a day she distinctly remembered not using her phone.

ALL these responses were crafted by Tyrone.

He'd concealed everything from her.

Now, it all made sense.

No wondered Tyrone apologized for the car accident on the day they went to the court.

No wonder he constantly insisted she stay away from her phone, claiming it was bad for her eyesight.

No wonder he always inquired about her well-being.

In reality, he didn't care about her at all.

He was merely afraid she'd uncover the truth, clear her name, and put Galilea's image at risk.

His love for Galilea was so strong that he was willing to distort the truth, making his own wife appear as the other woman, and bear the brunt of the ensuing slander and attacks.

By the time she discovered the truth, days had passed. It was too late for her to clear her name; the public would only see her guilt.

Perhaps, Tyrone was relieved when he learned about her accident and her temporary blindness, as it allowed him to maintain his deception for a Little Longer.

Her hand shook as she clutched her phone, her throat tightening and her heart in pieces.