It's only right that I look after you."

Tyrone's face went blank, his happiness quickly fading.

His eyes dropped, a twinge of bitterness in them. What was the point of her brief company?

Eventually, they would go their separate ways.

“Never mind, I was joking. Karen will care for me. What are your plans moving forward?"

Sabrina replied, "I'm planning a trip with friends."

"Where to?"

"I haven't decided."

"When will you Leave?"

"Soon."

Tyrone swallowed hard.

Was she so eager to leave town?

Sabrina stared at him intently. “Are you sure you don't want my assistance? I can delay my trip a bit."

"No. What's your plan after your trip?”

Sabrina shook her head. "I'm unsure. I'll figure it out then.”

Seeing that Tyrone's IV was finished, she beckoned the nurse.

Soon after, the police arrived with Sabrina's bag. They had confirmed Tyrone and Sabrina's identities from the ID cards in the car. After a series of questions, they informed the pair about the culprit.

The man responsible was from an affluent family. He had recently bought a sports car. He was flaunting it on the streets when he collided with them. His car was damaged, and his leg injured.

Upon discovering his collision involved Tyrone Blakely, he was in a frenzy, reaching out to his family for aid.

But Tyrone had no intention of pressing charges. In fact, he was thankful for the accident.