Sabrina glared at him, scrutinizing his face for any hint of deception.

To her disappointment, she couldn't find any. If he was putting on a show, he was a good actor.

She scoffed, "So, you're saying you won't divorce me?"

From now on, September 20th would be solely reserved for their wedding anniversary, not Galilea's birthday.

"Yes. There'LL be no divorce."

Stunned, Sabrina was at a loss what to do next.

The moment she had yearned for had finally come to pass.

Was she elated?

She certainly was, but not as much as she had expected.

It was surreal.

Lately, she had fantasized about divorcing Tyrone more times than she could count, and never imagined a happy ending with him. How had this become her reality?

"Are you speechless with joy?" Tyrone quipped, a smile playing on his lips as he watched the stunned Sabrina.

"No," Sabrina refuted.

Tyrone's expression turned serious as he whispered, “Sabrina, I made an oath to Galilea that if she chooses to stay here, I'll secure her a promising future. I can't just cut her off, but I can promise to reduce our encounters. I'll only meet her when it's absolutely crucial, and you'll always be my priority. Is that acceptable?"

Sabrina stayed silent.

She couldn't bring herself to trust Tyrone any Longer.

Recognizing her silence, Tyrone proposed, "From now on, she and I will never be alone. If you agree, you can accompany me during our meetings.

Or if you're occupied, you can choose someone to monitor our meetings."

"I don't need someone to watch over you. Just tell me this. What if she calls you, saying she's unwell or met with an accident?"

"I wouldn't rush to her. If it's really important, you'll be by my side."