Tyrone could sense her duplicity yet again.

She was unwilling to confess her jealousy.

"Sabrina, you shouldn't lash out at me because of my history. My past is irreversible. It's not about burdening you with it, but about understanding that I can't alter what's done and that our future matters most. If I choose to stay with you, not seek divorce, then it's all irrelevant, right?"

Sabrina, head down, lips pressed together, remained silent.

“Care for a dip in the hot spring?"

Seeing Sabrina's silence, Tyrone continued, "If you fancy a hot spring soak, pack your stuff and go to my room. Don't worry. Tonight is our last night here. I'll drive you home in the morning. Our secret stays safe."

Sabrina turned around, reentered the room, and started packing her belongings.

"Are you Leaving?" Gerda inquired, puzzled.

"Yes, I have matters to attend to," Sabrina responded calmly.

"Alright, best of luck with whatever you're onto."

“Thank you."

With her things packed, Sabrina headed to Room 0104.

Submerging herself in the hot spring, she exhaled in relief.

It was so relaxing.

Soon after, Tyrone joined her at the hot spring.

With a gentle embrace, he positioned her on his lap, murmuring into her ear, "Do you want to enjoy some sex?"

Feeling a blush creep up her cheeks, Sabrina gently resisted him. "Is that your purpose for bringing me here?"

"It's been a couple of months. Don't you desire this too?"

"You promised to honor my wishes, and right now, I don't wish to."

"Then could you assist me somehow?"