Tyrone turned around.

Eddie approached him and looked into his eyes. "Tyrone, are you absolutely sure about this? About leaving Galilea? Are you certain?"

With a steady gaze, Tyrone turned to Eddie and stated, “I've decided

My decision is final."

Eddie asked seriously, "Do you love her?"

It was clear to Tyrone that the topic of conversation was Sabrina.

With a spark in his eyes, Tyrone admitted, "I don't know if it's love, but the idea of divorcing her is unbearable. The mere thought of her leaving me breaks my heart."

“Perhaps you're just accustomed to her presence. After the divorce, you might find being single liberating."

In response, Tyrone fell silent, his gaze drawn to the window.

Eddie's advice did not seem to sway him.

Uncertain whether to feel shocked or sympathy, Eddie sighed. "Do you think Galilea will agree to part ways?"

With a furrowed brow, Tyrone replied, "She has no say in this."

Observing Tyrone, Eddie wasn't sure whether to label him as cold-hearted.

He had cherished Galilea for years, yet he chose Sabrina, his wife of only three years.

Eddie saw him as someone who discarded the old for the new.

Recognizing the futility of further conversation, Eddie made his exit Tyrone lingered by the window before returning to the private room.

In the room, cards had been dealt multiple times. Sabrina, with her legs crossed, waited for her next card, poised for victory.

Upon Tyrone's arrival, Tyson teased, "You should see Sabrina's card-playing skills, Tyrone. She hasn't lost once."

A subtle smile appeared on Tyrone's face as he sat behind Sabrina.

Sabrina turned to face him, suggesting, "Tyrone, you should play."