But even if his words were true, why should she reconcile with him?

Should he be forgiven for all the pain she endured in the past?

With a chill in her voice, Sabrina retorted, "Regrets don't have a cure, Tyrone. Your reasons don't matter to me. What I know is that I don't want to remarry you."

She wondered why Tyrone could abandon Galilea and play this charade.

Did he need her for something? Did his grandfather's will state that he couldn't divorce her if he wanted to be the chairman?

Perhaps that was the only reason he was bothering her

Tyrone's Lips tightened, and he said nothing.

She had made it clear. She did not want to be with him again.

Her words cut him like a sharp blade, slicing into his heart.

"Sabrina, let's get in the car and leave," Bettie said, exiting the car and ushering Sabrina in. She shot Tyrone a glare before taking her place in the passenger seat.

When she first met Tyrone, she wanted to keep Sabrina away from him.

It was Aylin who urged her to let Sabrina handle it on her own, promising they'd step in if needed.

Sabrina had to face this herself.

Though divorced, Sabrina had no desire to have a falling-out with Tyrone. Wanda was still around, and they had to meet again.

As Bettie settled in, Aylin started the car and drove from the airport, leaving Tyrone standing alone, a picture of loneliness in the open parking lot.

His eyes, tinged with loneliness, were fixed on the car.

Sabrina turned her face, unwilling to look at him.

Bettie began to rant, "Tyrone's insufferable. He's marrying Galilea, yet he still bothers you."

Sabrina stayed silent.

“Forget him. Don't let him bring us down," Aylin said, glancing in the rearview mirror.