Throughout the conversation, Tyrone had remained silent. Watching Sabrina put on a brave face in front of his grandmother and sister-in-law, he felt a pang of guilt.

The bracelet wasn't even in her possession.

How was she supposed to display it to his grandmother?

After some time, Cesar, feeling fatigued, began to drift off to sleep.

Helped by the assistant doctor, he was guided upstairs to rest.

Wanda reassured them, “If there's anything else you need to attend to, feel free to go. There's no need to keep us company the whole time. If anything arises with your grandfather, I'll let you know. As always, you're welcome to visit him on the weekend."

"Alright, Grandma, we'll take our leave now," Larry replied.

"Time to go."

"Frankie, bid farewell to everyone."

"Goodbye, everyone," Frankie echoed in a sugary tone.

"Bye, Frankie

After bidding goodbye to Larry, Lena, and Frankie, Tyrone and Sabrina expressed their farewells to Wanda, hand in hand, and made their exit.

On stepping out of the living room, Sabrina withdrew her hand from Tyrone's grasp.

Finding his hand now empty, Tyrone gazed at her retreating figure before reaching for her hand once more.

Sabrina attempted to pull away, but Tyrone's grip only tightened, making it impossible for her to free her hand.

“What do you want?" She halted and stared at him, her eyes icy.

"I should ask you the same."

“What?"

Tyrone said to her, "You wanted me to act on my promise to Grandpa. I am doing exactly that, yet you continue to push me away, not even willing to give me a chance."

Her avoidance lately had been painfully noticeable.