Sabrina's mind reeled.

Remembering Tyrone's grievous car accident, endured for her sake, she finally agreed. "Fine, I'll eat with you, for Grandma's sake."

Tyrone's smile was faint as he ordered her favorite dishes.

Whatever the reason, her presence was enough.

Tyrone was satisfied with her attitude.

He remembered Sabrina's silence, her deep sorrow after her miscarriage.

Communication had been impossible.

Now, after her travels, she was recovering.

Resting her cheek on her hand, Sabrina pondered why they dined together.

She'd intended to confront Tyrone.

He poured water, describing the restaurant's specialties.

When the waiter served the food, Sabrina inquired, "Where's Damon? Summon him back. We'll dine together."

Tyrone's expression soured. "Leave him be."

"I promised him dinner. And he's your friend. You shouldn't treat him like this."

"Don't you understand why I'm treating him this way?"

Surprised, Sabrina pointed at her nose and exclaimed, "Me? Why would I know that?"

“Who desired to be his girlfriend just a moment ago? Who said he's handsomeness and fine physique, expressing a wish to go get a room with him tonight? Who was going to support him with my money just now?"

Sabrina's lips twitched, and she replied, "That wasn't true. I was merely testing you."

"My concern for you leads to chaos, Sabrina. I'm scared."

The word "scared" caused Sabrina to react.