“Tyrone, could you assist me with that? I can't quite reach it."

Galilea's eyes flickered with a wicked gleam.

It was the second time she caught Tyrone being distracted.

"Sure." Tyrone helped her. “Let me know if you need more."

He turned his attention to Galilea, offering her help with her plate.

Sabrina watched his considerate demeanor with a bitter smile.

Midway through the meal, Sabrina excused herself to visit the restroom.

Emerging from the restroom, she freshened up her makeup at the communal sink.

Tyrone entered, finding Sabrina retouching her makeup.

He positioned himself behind her, his hands resting on the sink edge, effectively cornering her.

Startled, she sought clarification. "What are you doing?”

"I need to discuss something."

Sabrina didn't want to listen to him anymore. She quickly put the cosmetic in her bag and turned around, saying, "I'm going back...

Before she could finish, Tyrone sealed her words with a kiss. His arms coiled around her, pressing her to the sink.

Even though he was there for Galilea, he found himself drawn towards Sabrina.

Seeing her proximity to Bradley, he couldn't hide his discomfort.

Perhaps it was because he reminded her that she was not compatible with Bradley. It was normal for him to feel uneasy when he was disregarded by her.

As she resisted him, she reasoned, "Please, stop... I need to go back now."

Tyrone furrowed his brow and tightened his embrace. With one hand holding the back of her head, he passionately traced his tongue along her lips, engaging in a deep and intense kiss.

Tyrone maintained his hold on her until her Lips were tinted with a deep red hue and slightly swollen, and she was left breathless from their fervent exchange.