Sabrina's actions had given him a renewed sense of hope.

"Don't overthink it. You took a hit because you were protecting me. I just feel like I have a debt to repay." Sabrina Lowered her gaze as she spoke.

She didn't express her actual concern for him.

ALL she stated was her feeling of indebtedness.

There was a considerable distinction here.

Caring implied harboring feelings.

Tyrone's gaze lost its shine. "Aren't you curious why I stepped in to saved you?"

In that perilous scenario, he had no time to think about his own safety. Instinctively, he turned the wheel, hoping to keep her from harm.

“Regardless of your reason for protecting me, I should thank you."

Sabrina stared at him earnestly.

If he was prepared to risk his life for her, she was willing to offer the same in return.

Should Tyrone find himself in danger one day, Sabrina would sacrifice her life for his. However, trust and love were no longer possible for her.

Her expression of thanks felt Like a slap in the face to him.

Tyrone sneered, "Is that all you've got, a thank you?"

“Then, how do you want me to repay you?"

"Could you..." Tyrone started but then hesitated. "Could you stay with me at the hospital until I'm discharged?"

What Tyrone truly wished to ask was if she could stay with him forever Sabrina's brows furrowed. As Tyrone anxiously thought he had overstepped, she nodded.

"Absolutely."

Tyrone was ecstatic when Sabrina agreed.

But his heart sank when he heard her say, "You were injured saving me.