She might have defended Tyrone if she had read them earlier, but now, she only furrowed her brows. Before she could reply, Tyrone interjected, "So, I'm not trustworthy?"

His voice held a playful tone as he continued, "Who then? Bradley?"

Caught off guard, Sabrina quickly shielded her phone from Tyrone's view. "Why are you snooping on my phone?"

"I'm not snooping. Just observing."

He had seen her engaged in a text conversation with Bradley over breakfast, and again in the car. His curiosity piqued, he glanced at her phone, not expecting to see Bradley's comment about him.

Taken aback, Sabrina rolled her eyes at Tyrone and typed out a response to Bradley. "I'll explain later."

A shadow fell across Bradley's face.

He wanted to reply, but he was wary of overstepping and upsetting

Sabrina.

Fearful that admitting his feelings might jeopardize their friendship, he typed a few words only to erase them all.

"You haven't answered my question yet." Tyrone wasn't letting the issue rest.

"What question?"

"If I'm not trustworthy, who is? Bradley?"

Tyrone's voice dropped to a low murmur, his gaze fixed on her with intensity.

Despite their recent closeness, Tyrone remembered Sabrina's swift agreement to his proposal of divorce.

Sabrina had feelings for Bradley.

He was sure of it. His tone hinted at the suspicion of infidelity.

Sabrina glanced at Tyrone, replying, "I never said that. Why are you so agitated?"

"But you didn't refute it."

In response, Sabrina stated, "Had it not been for Grandpa's illness, we would've already been divorced. There's no point discussing this."