Yet, in Tyrones eyes, Sabrina was flawless, making him question the questionable taste of the man she had loved.
Sabrina was an exceptional woman and it was galling that the man in question didnt recognize her worth.
If only he knew who that man was. Tyrone felt compelled to assess the current state of that mans existence. He was certain that the man must be leading an unhappy life!
At this time, Sabrina emerged from the room and took her place at the table.
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Tyrone swiftly prepared some modest sandwiches and warmed two cups of milk.
Give them a try and tell me what you think.
Sabrina delicately savored a single bite of the sandwich, finding it quite delectable.
She gently pursed her lips, gingerly returning the sandwich to its resting place on the plate. With an exaggerated sigh, she remarked, Oh, this tastes dreadful.
If it doesnt suit your palate, theres no need to force it. What would you like to eat instead? I can whip something up, or shall we dine out? Tyrone inquired.
Sabrina pondered for a brief moment before suggesting, I believe theres some mutton in the refrigerator. Could you prepare a mutton soup?
Tyrone was momentarily rendered speechless.
I can learn to make it now, he offered.
Never mind. Lets just dine out, Sabrina said.
Tyrone promptly responded, I recall theres a restaurant on Scholar Avenue that serves delectable mutton dishes
Im well aware, Sabrina retorted, narrowing her eyes at him. Tyrone chuckled, touched his nose, donned his coat and accompanied her out.
During their journey, they happened upon a dessert shop. Sabrinas voice rang out, Pull over, please. Im craving some durian cakes.
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Tyrone expertly maneuvered his car to a parking spot by the roadside and said, Wait for a moment. Ill fetch some for you. Is there anything else you desire?
No, thanks, Sabrina replied. Tyrone unbuckled his seat belt and exited the vehicle.
A mere ten minutes later, he returned, presenting a bag to Sabrina.
These are fresh durian cakes.
Sabrina accepted the bag, opened it and playfully chided, Why did you take so long?
There was a considerable queue, Tyrone explained. Sabrina responded with a huff, picking up a durian cake and taking a bite.
Before long, the car interior was filled with the unmistakable aroma of durian.
Tyrone didnt particularly despise the scent of durian but in the confined space of the car, it became somewhat overwhelming.