No wonder Tyrone suddenly went crazy. So that was it. Tyrone had discovered her secret.

“Why don't you speak? Huh?" Tyrone closed the distance, gripping her shoulder to pull her around. He placed his other hand next to her head, challenging, “You vowed a fair game between me and Trevor, didn't you?

Is this your idea of fairness? Or were you just playing games?"

Sabrina averted her gaze, biting her lip. “I wasn't playing games, but..."

Trevor's unexpected confession had thrown her off. She felt it was the best way to gather more insight.

“But you like Trevor more. He declared his feelings, and you just jumped right in?" Tyrone's voice dripped with sarcasm.

Lost for words, Sabrina remained silent.

The quietness of Sabrina further stoked Tyrone's anger, his gaze deepening with resentment as he demanded, "Am I right?"

Lowering her eyes, Sabrina tried her best to explain, but the tone sounded notably lacking in confidence. “Not entirely... It's just that..."

Yes, Tyrone was onto something, except she had feelings for Trevor.

“What are you trying to say?" Tyrone pressed, frustration evident in his voice.

Despite her guilt, Sabrina remained stubborn and fixed her gaze on Tyrone as she retorted, "There's nothing to it. You're right. I simply liked him more. He confessed, and I accepted. There's no other explanation. Do I have to respect my ex-husband's opinion when I go into a relationship?"

Tyrone's expression grew even more heated, almost mocking in his anger.

As his anger bubbled up, it consumed him, leaving little room for rational thought. He suddenly whisked away the quilt, revealing Sabrina's body beneath it. With a sly grin, he taunted, "How would Trevor react, do you think, if he saw a picture of you like this with me?"

Frantically, Sabrina tried to shield herself with one hand and reclaim the quilt with the other, but failed.

His words left her reeling. “How could you stoop so low, Tyrone?" she shot back, her voice filled with disdain.

“Now that you've labeled me as shameless, it would be an injustice if I'm not accused of this wrongdoing.”

Her shock was evident as his face drew closer to hers.

Without warning, he captured her lips, his kiss aggressive and demanding.

Sabrina's attempts to free her hands were in vain as he easily captured them and positioned them above her head. Meanwhile, his other hand gently explored her soft chest.