Jennie's puzzled expression remained, prompting her to ask, “But Aunt Sabrina is so beautiful. Why did you divorce her? Are you going to marry Aunt Galilea?"

The other one she was referring to was Galilea.

“No. I don't want to marry anyone else. I didn't want to divorce Sabrina. She divorced me."

“Really?” The Little girl didn't believe Tyrone and pouted. “Handsome men are all fickle. I don't believe you."

Tyrone felt helpless. "I'm telling the truth."

Jennie looked up at him and said, "I know everything. Grandma Likes Aunt Galilea. But she doesn't Like Aunt Sabrina. She also said that you Liked Aunt Galilea"

“Jennie, your grandma made a mistake. I Like Sabrina. How could I lie to you?"

Jennie eyed him with suspicion.

After a moment's thought, she stated matter-of-factly, “Alright then, it must be Aunt Sabrina who doesn't Like you."

A deep sigh escaped her lips while her face displayed a mature expression of sadness. “What a pity!"

“Do you like Sabrina?" Tyrone asked.

"Yes, I do." Jennie nodded. "She is so beautiful. I want to marry her."

Jennie had only met Sabrina once. But she immediately took a liking to her.

She couldn't quite put her finger on it. But there was something about Sabrina that exuded kindness and gentleness.

Jennie appreciated how Sabrina respected her and didn't treat her as a child like others did.

Tyrone was lost for words

Sabrina had always attracted admirers, both male and female. And Jennie also had a fondness for her from the start.

“How about I take you to see Sabrina tomorrow?"

"Okay."

“Jennie, can I ask you for a favor?" Tyrone coaxed her gently. "I need your help with something only you can do."