The room fell into a profound silence.
Eventually, Tyrone broke the silence. Im sorry. My worry got the best of me.
Sorry?
How strange.
Three years of marriage, and all she got from him was the word sorry.
I take the blame. Ill make amends. Ask for anything, its yours.
Galileas innocent. Shes clueless about our marriage. Dont hold it against her.
A sardonic smile etched onto Sabrinas face.
This was Tyrone, her husband.
He offered his apologies to her and resorted to making threats in order to protect Galilea.
Worn out, Sabrina no longer wished to converse with Tyrone. Whatever.
With that, she walked out of the CEOs office.
Her form was a picture of desolation.
Watching her receding figure, Tyrones eyes narrowed.
Suddenly, his phone rang.
Tyrone cast a glance at the screen before answering the call.
Tyrone, did you catch the news? I apologize, I ought to have been more cautious, Galilea said over the phone.
Tyrone? Hearing no reply, Galilea repeated his name.
Shaking off his distraction, Tyrone replied, No worries. Ive taken care of it. Your career wont be impacted.
Really? Thank you, Tyrone. Youve been so kind to me.
After Galilea hung up, Julia sighed. That was a smart move. But I worry. What if Sabrina reveals the news that they are married? What then?
Galilea, staring at her phones dark screen, declared confidently, That wont happen.
A womans intuition was indeed keen.
Three years prior, she had detected Sabrinas affection for Tyrone.