Yes, what was it? Tyrone snapped back to reality at Galileas call.
A shadow passed over her eyes as she leaned in, whispering, Do you think Sabrina and Bradley make a good pair? If you divorce, wouldnt they be well-suited?
Instantly, Tyrone shook his head. No. They arent compatible.
And how have you come to that conclusion?
Im familiar with their personalities and occupations.
Seeing Tyrone and Galilea in a hushed conversation, a pang of sadness hit Sabrina. She hung her head Low.
The waiter began to serve the feast. The table was soon overflowing with delicacies.
They started to eat.
Bradley offered Sabrina a slice of durian cake, suggesting, Give this a taste.
Thanks. She sampled it. Delicious.
Having savored the durian cake, she moved onto other dishes, with Bradley frequently serving her favorites.
Tyrones gaze darkened at their connection.
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Tyrone, could you assist me with that? I cant quite reach it.
Galileas eyes flickered with a wicked gleam.
It was the second time she caught Tyrone being distracted.
Sure. Tyrone helped her. Let me know if you need more.
He turned his attention to Galilea, offering her help with her plate.
Sabrina watched his considerate demeanor with a bitter smile.
Midway through the meal, Sabrina excused herself to visit the restroom.
Emerging from the restroom, she freshened up her makeup at the communal sink.
Tyrone entered, finding Sabrina retouching her makeup.
He positioned himself behind her, his hands resting on the sink edge, effectively cornering her.
Startled, she sought clarification. What are you doing?
I need to discuss something.