Tyrone leaned in and whispered, “Upon hearing of her demise, all I could do was exhale deeply.”

"That's it?" Sabrina narrowed her eyes at him.

"And I thought it was a shame."

"A shame?"

Tyrone explained, "Yeah. A shame that her passing came so late. Had she left us sooner, I wouldn't have fallen for her deceit. Perhaps we could have found each other much earlier."

Back when Sabrina's father passed away and she found herself alone, Tyrone was involved with Galilea, who played a part in Sabrina's father's demise. Back then, Tyrone and Sabrina hadn't even met. Yet, reflecting on it now, Tyrone couldn't help but feel remorse. This likely represented a regret that would always weigh on his heart.

Sabrina gave a dismissive laugh. “Even if she wasn't in the picture, you wouldn't have taken a liking to me back then..."

“We can't revisit the past. How can you be so sure I wouldn't have liked you?"

“Back then, your eyes were as indifferent as if you were staring at a log." In those days, Sabrina was filled with self-doubt and timidity, resembling nothing more than a log.

Tyrone lifted an eyebrow. "Sabrina, do you really remember such details from way back? It looks like you've paid quite a bit of attention to me, haven't you?"

Sabrina felt a sudden rush of nervousness. She averted her gaze, insisting, "It just crossed my mind. I wasn't keeping tabs on you."

Tyrone said softly, his voice close to her ear, “Sabrina, has it ever been pointed out that you seem guilty when you're not telling the truth? Have you been interested in me for a long while? just admit it. It's okay."

Feeling a tingle, as if zapped by electricity, Sabrina recoiled slightly and retorted, “You're so full of yourself."

Tyrone speculated further, "Is there a reason you no longer enjoy cupcakes? Did you once like them because I gave you one and stopped because you learned Miss Clifford also enjoyed them?"

Catching her breath, Sabrina responded with astonishment, "Tyrone, have you lost your senses? Thinking I liked cupcakes just because you gave me one. You really think highly of yourself. Tastes change over time, just like how I don't enjoy lamb anymore."

Tyrone merely raised an eyebrow. “Perhaps.” He didn't dwell on it.

Tyrone added, “I noticed your appointment. I'll accompany you to the hospital for the antenatal care tomorrow.”

“Alright. Sabrina let out a hidden sigh of relief. She had no intention of keeping her pregnancy a secret from him. But since he brought it up, Sabrina declared, "This child will be raised by us together. And the child will take my last name."

"As long as the child is mine."

Tyrone laughed.