"Why didn't you make a sound when you were walking over?" Heather breathed a sigh of relief. Her tone was slightly coquettish from the scare she had just gotten"You were daydreaming." Tyrone pinched her cheek affectionately. "What were you thinking about?"Heather quickly said, "I was just—" Before she could finish her sentence, her phone rang again. It was Craig.Heather felt a shiver run through her. She immediately declined the call. Within a few seconds, the phone rang again.It was Craig again. Heather rejected the call once more. The next second, another call came through! How many times was he going to call? Without hesitation, Heather hung up the phone again."Whose call is it? Why don't you answer?"Heather had rejected three consecutive calls. Of course, it had attracted Tyrone's attention.Heather felt a bit flustered. Craig was Tyrone's niece's husband, and she didn't want Tyrone to find out about their past relationship."He..."Thoughts raced through Heather's
Heather prepared a pot of healthy chicken congee and prepared a few other light and refreshing dishes.After she finished cooking, she walked back out, only to find the TV on. Tyrone had fallen asleep on the couch. His sleep seemed disturbed, as his brows were slightly furrowed.At that moment, there were three soft knocks on the door.Heather walked over and opened the door. Caleb was standing outside, smiling. "Ms. Sutton, I'm here to deliver some documents to Mr. Elkin.""He's sleeping now.""In that case, could you give the documents to Mr. Elkin and have him sign them when he wakes up? I'll come back to collect them later."Caleb handed her the documents, and Heather raised an eyebrow. "You should give him the documents yourself. If something were to happen again and you guys had to deal with someone, you could say that I had touched the documents before. I would be in deep trouble then. Isn't that right?"Caleb's expression stiffened for a moment, then he chuckled and sh
Compared to the last time Heather and Macey had met, the latter looked plumper and healthier. She wore a light-colored wool skirt that made her look like she was still a wealthy woman."Mrs. Snyder." Heather walked over and sat down."Heather, why are you wearing this? Are you sick?" Macey looked at her hospital gown in surprise.Heather smiled. "Yes, I was sick, but it's nothing serious."A waiter approached them with the menu just then. He was also surprised by Heather's clothes. Heather ordered a glass of lemon water."Mrs. Snyder, why are we meeting today?"Macey remained silent for a few seconds. All of a sudden, tears started streaming down her face.Heather was taken aback and quickly handed her some tissue. "Mrs. Snyder, did something happen to Whitney?"Had Tyrone really done something to Whitney?After crying for a while, Macey shook her head. "It's not her; it's her father. I heard today that he's constantly being beaten in prison and has suffered many injuries. Hea
"Mrs. Snyder, there is no way I can be with Mr. Elkin," Heather said firmly."But what about Whitney's surgery? What about Thomas? What about us?" Macy raised her voice by a pitch. She sharply looked into Heather's eyes and said, "Heather, you cannot break up with Mr. Elkin. We have been kind to you! Do it for our sake. You have to stay with him!"Heather frowned. "Mrs. Snyder, you have a daughter yourself. Would you want your daughter to be someone's mistress?"She had already sold her body twice for the sake of the Snyders. How many more times would be enough?Macey fell silent at that. Of course, she wouldn't want that. She had raised Whitney since she was a baby girl. Whitney was meant to marry into a wealthy family and live a comfortable life with a good husband. Why would Macey want her to be someone's shameful mistress?But Heather was just a girl from the countryside. She couldn't compare herself to Whitney!Heather took a breath and said calmly, "Mrs. Snyder, the S
"Miss, are you getting out of the car or not?" asked the cab driver.Heather snapped back to reality. She took a deep breath and paid the driver. Then, she pushed the car door open before running toward the prison gate in the pouring rain.The rain was heavy. By the time she reached the gate, she was drenched to the bone.Heather explained the purpose of her visit to the prison guard, but he dismissed her. "Go away! Do you think you can see anyone you want to see here? Do you think the prison is your home?"Heather had faced the same situation when she had come to visit Whitney before. Back then, the prison guard had kept blocking her path as well.She started to get anxious. "I just want to see him and talk to him for a few minutes! I have an important thing to ask him!"She paused, then continued, "Please do me a favor. I didn't bring my wallet with me. When I go back, I'll send you some money!"Heather didn't notice that her clothes were wet from the rain. Her thin hospital g
It was the weekend, so the prison guard had never expected so many superiors to show up. As he spoke, he gave Heather a threatening look, warning her not to speak out.Heather's eyes turned cold as she said firmly, "I don't know him at all! I came to visit someone, and he tricked me into coming here!""You bitch! What nonsense are you talking about? Believe it or not, I'll beat you!" The prison guard became furious. He raised his fist as though he were going to hit Heather."Oh, it's you?"At that moment, someone at the door made a surprised sound. The man who was dressed in the highest-ranking uniform in the group stepped forward toward Heather. Chase looked utterly shocked as he asked, "Miss, how come you're here?""Officer Irwin, do you know this woman?" the warden asked in astonishment.Chase didn't answer but fixed his eyes on Heather. "Miss, we met at the hospital last time. You were with Mr. Elkin at that time. Do you remember?"When he had been standing at the door, he
Chase was worried he would provoke Heather further, as she had just been harassed. Thus, he didn't refuse her request and asked for Thomas to be brought there.About ten minutes later, a prison guard with a worried expression on his face rushed over. "Officer Irwin, we have a problem. Thomas is unconscious.""What do you mean unconscious?" Heather asked in shock.The prison guard looked at Heather, seeming somewhat evasive. "When we went over, Thomas was already fighting with someone else. He was hit and fell to the ground. We tried to wake him up, but he didn't react at all."Chase roared, "Why are you still here, then? Get a doctor!"Heather quickly chimed in, "Take me with you. I want to see him!"The group made their way to Thomas' prison cell. The cell was dark and damp, with a putrid scent and the smell of blood permeating the air.When Heather saw Thomas, she knew things weren't as simple as what the prison guard had said.Thomas was unconscious, lying on a bed made of a
Chase really wanted to give Leon a good beating. Why had he attacked Thomas today of all days?Normally, it wouldn't have been a big deal if Thomas ended up dying here. However, Heather had seen everything.Heather looked at Leon inquisitively. "He was bothering you? Even if it was a fight, you didn't have to beat him to an inch of his life, did you? It's clear that you want to kill him. Where did the stab wound on his body come from?"Ivan, who was standing at the side, narrowed his eyes and gave Leon a discreet look. Leon said coldly, "I stabbed him. I don't like him, so what? He had it coming!"Heather gritted her teeth. "You!"The doctor suddenly yelled out anxiously, "His pupils are dilating! This is bad!" Heather froze when she heard that. She couldn't be bothered with Leon anymore; she turned around and diverted her attention to Thomas, who was still unconscious. His breathing was getting shallower, and the doctor was performing CPR on him.Heather's face became pale.