"You don't need to justify. I understand."

Suddenly, her appetite vanished.

A puzzling question fluttered into her mind. What was it about him that she found so alluring?

Did she relish his belittlement and deceit?

Moments ago, she had clung to a sliver of hope.

She was so cheap.

An oppressive silence fell upon the office.

Tyrone pursed his lips, attempting to fill the silence.

After a moment of quiet contemplation, he remained wordless, setting his cutlery down with a frown before excusing himself to the restroom.

Just then, the phone placed on the table rang.

Sabrina felt compelled to pick it up and check. But on second thoughts she pulled back her hand, feigning deafness.

The call ended without an answer. Two seconds later, it started ringing once more.

After three continuous rings, it finally ceased.

Upon his return, Sabrina informed him, “You've received three calls They seem urgent."

Tyrone walked over to the table, picked up his phone, and asked nonchalantly, “Who was it?"

Sabrina, clearing up the remnants of their meal, replied, "I'm not sure. I didn't check."

Tyrone paused, a realization dawned on him.

She hadn't snooped on his phone since that day.

The phone rang again.

Glancing at the caller ID, he recognized it as Julia's.