Heather shook her head. "You should go. I'll wait until Thomas' surgery is over."Tyrone frowned, then wrapped his strong arms around her all of a sudden, picking her up like a princess and walking toward the elevator."Ah!" Heather was so surprised that she held on to his clothes. She looked at Tyrone in surprise and said, "What are you doing? I want to wait for him here. Put me down."Tyrone walked into the elevator with her in his arms, glaring at her coldly. "The doctors will take him to a ward after the surgery. "What's the point of you waiting there? Are you going to help the doctor with the surgery? Or are you going to guard him?""But…""Just look at yourself right now. Let's go back and wait. Caleb will inform you if there's any news."Heather saw her reflection in the mirror. Her outfit was wrinkled and dirty, her arms were black with grime, and her hair was very disheveled. She looked terrible.There was no room for negotiation as Tyrone took Heather back to his war
Of course, Tyrone had heard Heather call out to him. He'd intentionally remained silent. He felt something stir within him. His desire was surging, and he wanted to have her again. His eyes were as intense as usual, and Heather couldn't look away. She felt a little uncomfortable being stared at like that, and she blushed even more. She tightly gripped the towel and asked, "Can you call the nurse and get me a fresh hospital gown?""Come here," Tyrone said as he stared at her.Heather looked at him and walked over. She had just reached the couch when he suddenly reached out and held her by the waist, pulling her into his embrace. Heather stumbled and landed on his thigh.She instinctively put her hand against his chest, feeling his intense warmth. Her actions stemmed from resistance; she wanted to keep her distance from him."Oh?" Tyrone raised his eyebrow. There was a hint of displeasure in his calm tone.Heather was stunned. She finally remembered what she had promised Tyro
It was obvious that Tyrone didn't want to wait.Heather's heart sank. Tyrone was well within his rights if he wanted to sleep with her. He had wanted her body all along, so he was simply taking what was rightfully his.Last time, he had allowed her to rest for a few days because he had been worried that she had been hurt. This time, she wasn't injured, and she had no valid excuses to say no.She had to sleep with him, eventually.There was disappointment in Heather's eyes as she bit her lip and slowly closed her eyes. "Make it quick…"After she had just finished saying those words, her face suddenly felt cold, as if an ointment had been smeared on her face. The scent of the ointment slowly permeated in the air.Heather shuddered and opened her eyes, only to see Tyrone gazing at her. His finger rubbed in a circular motion where she had been slapped earlier.She lowered her eyes and saw that he was holding a tube of ointment in his other hand, with the words "anti-inflammatory" wr
Heather wasn't that angry anymore since she knew it was for her own good."I never expected that someone would try to do such a thing when I went to look for Thomas in prison." She had only been visiting. She hadn't thought that the prison guard would set his eyes on her."That's why I said you're stupid."Tyrone couldn't help but cut her off angrily. When he remembered how her outfit had been torn just now, the murderous intent in his eyes grew. His words became harsher as well."How old are you? How can you be so trusting of others? You won't even know what hit you when you die."He paused, and his sneer was cold. "Is Thomas that important to you? He only sponsored your studies for a few years. You can sacrifice anything for their family, but are you going to sacrifice your life too?"Tyrone, with his high status, came from a different world. People from his circle would never trust anyone else.He had expected that Heather would beg him to help the Snyders. After the Snyder
Tyrone could sense Heather's warm breath on his ears, carrying a faint, sweet scent. He looked away after he looked at her naked shoulders. He didn't pass her message on to Caleb and hung up.He whispered into her ears after giving it a blow, "This is fine."Heather was at a loss for words. She then simply let her body rest, looking at him speechlessly.Could he act normally for once? What a pervert!…Caleb brought some food for them very soon.Tyrone stayed with Heather as she ate. She was so hungry that she almost gobbled her food.Even though so much time had passed, Thomas' surgery hadn't finished yet. It was obvious just how difficult the surgery was.While Heather was very anxious, she had no choice but to wait.Late at night, Tyrone got out of the bathroom after a bath. He pulled the blanket up and got in bed, then pulled Heather, who was sitting on the bed daydreaming, into his arms.He then pinched her soft cheek and said, "Can't sleep? Do you want to do something e
When Heather opened her eyes, it was already almost noon. Rays of light filtered in through the window, filling the room with light and warmth. She heard something next to her and turned around to see Tyrone sitting on the couch not that far away, reading some documents.He was dressed in a casual dark blue suit and sat in a relaxed manner with his legs crossed. His head was slightly lowered as the rays of sunshine shone on half of his figure, highlighting his gracefulness."Are you peeking at me?" Tyrone suddenly raised his eyes and looked at her teasingly.Heather's cheeks were slightly flushed as she pulled the blanket away and got out of bed. "I didn't… Ah!"She had only realized that she wasn't wearing anything after she had pulled the blanket away. She yelped and quickly hid back under the blanket, her face turning scarlet.Tyrone raised his eyebrow and said, "There's no point in hiding. I've seen everything."She had still had a towel around her when she had gone to bed,
While others would no doubt look sleazy if they said that, Tyrone was different. Every time he said something like that, he would look especially serious, as though he were simply stating facts.But it drove Heather mad when he flirted with her with a serious expression. If she had to describe Tyrone when it came to sex, she would say he liked trying different positions and new, unusual spots. In short, the more exciting it was, the more likely he was to do it.She wouldn't be surprised if Tyrone actually got intimate with her in her living room, kitchen, bathroom… If Ivy saw it, Heather could forget about having any dignity.Heather could see how much Tyrone wanted this. She had to move, whether she wanted it or not.She bit her lip and asked, "How long do I have to be your girlfriend, Tyrone?"They had never discussed this matter.Tyrone's eyes darkened. He was a smart man, so, of course, he knew what she meant. She wanted a time limit. Once she had reached her time limit, sh
"Mrs. Snyder, I understand you want to save your daughter. I also wish that Whitney could be saved, but I can't kill an innocent person because of that. I'm so sorry, but I won't help you."Before Macey could say anything else, Heather turned around and left.Macey could only stare at Heather as she left. She hadn't expected Heather would be so cruel and refused to help on with something so simple. Heather sure was ungrateful!"Mom, Hattie's not going to help us. What should we do? I can't do the surgery as soon as possible, or I'll die."Whitney's face drained of its color. Given how her emotions were out of control, she could feel the pain in her heart. She clutched her chest, her face becoming even paler.Macey gritted her teeth and held Whitney in her arms. "Don't be scared. I'll think of something. I won't let you die.""Mom, is Hattie really my sister?" Whitney asked, still surprised.There was a cold look in Macey's eyes. "That little bitch's mother is a homewrecker. That