Sabrina was momentarily surprised by Tyrone's unexpected appearance.

Unwilling to entertain his sarcasm, she turned to Bradley and suggested, "Let's go have dinner."

“Yes, let's go before we lose our appetite." Bradley and Sabrina made their way back to their table.

Frustration and anger welled inside Tyrone as he watched Sabrina walk by while ignoring him. He called out, “Sabrina!”

She continued to pay no attention. Tyrone was seething. “Don‘t you care about Bun?"

Her temper flared as she approached him and demanded, "Where's Bun?"

Tyrone's smile was malicious, his voice dripping with condescension.

“Why, at the pet hospital, of course. Where else would she be?" hen what did you mean by saying that?"

“Let's go and get Bun. If you don't come with me now, you'll never see the cat again!"

Fury ignited within Sabrina, her words laced with venom. “Tyrone Blakely, are you using Bun to threaten me? You're such a jerk!"

She was enraged!

Bun was more than just a pet. It was like a baby to her. Bun was a symbol of comfort during her darkest days.

Tyrone raised an eyebrow. "Are you coming to get Bun with me or not?”

Sabrina glared at him. Her eyes were filled with a mix of anger and determination.

Taking a deep breath, she turned to Bradley and said, “Bradley, you should go back to the others and tell Aylin and Bettie that I have something that I have to deal with."

Concern etched Bradley‘s features as he gazed at Sabrina. Catching her wink, he shot a disapproving Look at Tyrone and spat, “Tyrone, you've divorced Sabrina. Why can't you just let her go?"

Tyrone's response took on an unexpectedly composed tone. “Divorce doesn't always mark the end, does it?"

Seeing that Bradley wanted to say something more, Sabrina stopped him and said, "Bradley, you shouldn't waste your time talking to him. It's okay. Just go back to the others."

Bradley fought hard to suppress his anger and frustration. "Be careful, Sabrina."

With that, he shot Tyrone a glare filled with resentment, turned on his heel, and left.