Robin did not refuse what he felt to be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
He was saddened at the recollection that when they were married, they never shared the same breakfast before but was even heartbroken remembering that she was always the one cooking his food whilst he ate alone at the dining table, not caring as to whether or not she had even eaten.
As his guilt from the past began to eat him up, he wondered if she was indeed going to share her food with him, when it was prepared and delivered by the special chef he assigned to her.
He waited and waited but Sabrina returned after almost thirty minutes, still holding his blazer whilst carrying the tray the maid sent to her room earlier.
The maid went back to help her but Robin had already reached there and took the tray from her to the dining table, then pulled a chair for her and stared at her admiringly.
