As the woman spoke, she discreetly glanced at Tyrone, seated across from Sabrina.

Sabrina's cheeks flushed red as she glanced at Tyrone, feeling awkward.

She quickly clarified, "He's not my husband."

“Are you siblings, then? The little girl is his daughter, I assume?" the woman asked.

Jennie set things straight. "Ma'am, he's not my father. He's my uncle."

“Oh, I understand now." The woman turned around, embarrassed.

Tyrone put a piece of fish on Sabrina's plate. “Let's enjoy our meal.”

Sabrina met his gaze and said coldly, "You know, I'm done eating. Since you're here, take your time. I'm leaving."

She rose and bid Jennie farewell, saying, "Jennie, it's getting Late. I have to go now.”

Jennie looked disappointed. "I don't want you to leave, Aunt Sabrina.

And you haven't even had the fish yet. You must still be hungry.”

“It's alright. I've had enough."

Sabrina had a wonderful day exploring various scenic spots in Mathias with Jennie and her new camera. She spent the day honing her photography skills while bringing Jennie along for the adventure.

Tyrone's brows furrowed as he regarded Sabrina. “Why do you resist seeing me so much?"

“I believe you're well aware of why I don't want to see you."

Tyrone found himself momentarily speechless.

Sabrina was growing increasingly hostile to him.

“Sabrina, please sit down and finish your meal," Tyrone requested.

“You don't need to instruct me," Sabrina responded curtly.

“Sabrina... Tyrone had never seen this side of her before.