The only remaining common interest between them seemed to be Wanda.

Tyrone assumed that Sabrina would likely call before visiting Wanda, ensuring he wouldn't be present. And he knew that Wanda would respect Sabrina's wishes.

Seeing Sabrina again in the future would be a challenging task.

He also understood that her refusal to let him drive her home stemmed from her desire to keep her current address a secret. However, he already knew her location thanks to the GPS tracker.

What could he do to keep her in his life?

How could he salvage their relationship?

Sabrina's patience was wearing thin. “It's fine. You don’t have to give me the medicine. I'LL go inside and buy more. You can go now."

She turned to go back to the pet hospital.

"Wait!" Tyrone mustered the strength to call out, suppressing the bitterness that threatened to consume him. "There's no need. I'll give you the medicine."

Sabrina stopped and turned around.

Tyrone approached her, handing her the medicine. He opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out.

She took the medicine and looked up at him. “How much money did it cost to treat Bun? I'LL pay it back to you."

“That's not necessary.”

But Sabrina was insistent. "It is necessary! We're divorced!"

Tyrone's frustration reached its peak. "Since you want to be so formal with me, what is your plan for compensating me after I assisted you in retrieving your wallet from the thief? And to pay me back for saving you from the crowd? I saved you from Raul, helped you relieve the effects of the drug and sent you to the hospital for urgent treatment. How are you going to thank me for that? Why don't you pay for all of that?"

Sabrina frowned, taken aback by Tyrone's sudden change in demeanor. She hadn't expected him to haggle over every detail.

But what he said was true. He had helped in many ways, and Sabrina couldn't be ungrateful.

After a moment of contemplation, Sabrina said, "Well, okay. Thank you for getting my wallet back for me. How much reward do you want?

And thank you for saving me from the crowd. Perhaps I can give you a medal for that.

About Raul drugging me, I didn't ask for your help. You did it out of kindness, and I'm grateful to you. How much money did that kindness cost? I'll pay you back for that as well.