Craig's expression soured in an instant.He'd had no idea that Tyrone owned a place in this area. Nevertheless, he readily accepted Selena's words without hesitation.This building was the epitome of luxury in Royalton, far beyond what Heather could afford to rent or purchase. Therefore, there was only one logical conclusion—it had to be Tyrone's.Heather and Tyrone must be living together."Craig and I are looking at places. We didn't expect to bump into you here. I haven't seen Uncle Ty's place yet. Ms. Sutton, could you show us around?" Selena asked with a smile.As it turned out, Craig and Selena were house-hunting.Heather casually remarked, "Tyrone isn't home today. You won't find anyone there. Maybe another time would be better."Heather's words inadvertently confirmed that she was living with Tyrone.Although Craig had already suspected it, hearing Heather confirm it firsthand unsettled him. His gaze hardened as he looked at her, his lips forming a tight line.Selena h
"Ms. Sutton, Mr. Elkin curated these items specifically for you. Since you didn't make a selection from the previous set of pictures I sent, I took the initiative to choose a few options for your consideration."Besides these, I've included some jewelry pieces for your review. Please let me know your preferences, or I can provide alternative selections."Lucy passed Heather a catalog, stating, "Here are some photos from several top brands that have been sent over. Take a look and see which style you find appealing."The pieces of clothing and jewelry were exorbitantly priced; in total, their value could easily match the cost of acquiring a property in Royalton's prime real estate market.As Heather admired the impressive assortment of items before her, she found herself momentarily speechless. Tyrone's generosity toward her was unmistakable."By the way, Mr. Elkin has also organized swimming lessons for you. Here's your swim card. Please keep it safe," Lucy mentioned, handing Heat
"Hattie, let's look for our dream home by the sea in the future. I'll set up a cozy study where you can write in peace. And when you need a break, you can relax and enjoy the view."We'll also have a spacious balcony filled with your favorite flowers. I can't wait for us to have our own place. Let's get married after we graduate, alright?"With the glow of the moonlight shining on him, Craig was dressed in a white t-shirt. He gazed at Heather with tender eyes, imagining their future life together.Back then, Heather had also envisioned a home with Craig—a snug and inviting space adorned with floral curtains, tastefully decorated, and possibly featuring a cat to complete the cozy atmosphere.Now, Craig was in the process of buying a house, but Heather wasn't the one he was settling down with. Instead, she found herself in another man's home.Their two years together had felt like a fleeting, enchanting dream. But now, that dream was shattered.Still, memories of her past relations
"Hattie, you still have feelings for me!" Craig kept his gaze locked on Heather.These past few hours had been tormenting, but the result was exactly what he had hoped for. Eventually, Heather had come downstairs, confirming that her affection for him was steadfast. Craig had been sure that Heather couldn't have lost her feelings for him.Heather's grip on the umbrella handle tightened, her unwavering gaze fixed on Craig's drenched face. "You're mistaken. I came looking for you, but not because I care about you.""Hattie?"Craig's initial happiness dimmed, as though anticipating her next words. Gradually, his gaze hardened into steely resolve."Craig, you've seen me with Tyrone. Your presence is unsettling. Please, don't continue to bother me," Heather said firmly.Craig's eyes narrowed sharply, his gaze intense. "That's impossible! You can't love him—"Heather cut him off abruptly, her words slicing through the air. "And why do you think it's impossible? Do you truly believe
Tyrone was drenched, and water droplets clung to his cold, chiseled features. Nonetheless, he remained remarkably composed.His flawless face appeared even more striking and handsome amidst the relentless downpour.Heather's thick lashes quivered as she whispered, "I was looking for you."The rain pounded loudly against the umbrella, rendering her voice barely audible. Despite this, Tyrone caught every word. His typically sharp and commanding eyes betrayed a rare hint of astonishment.Furrowing his brow, Tyrone asked, "What do you want this time?"He knew Heather only sought him out when she needed something. Everything else was negotiable, but if she dared ask him to let her return home, he would lose his temper.Heather felt uneasy. She wasn't certain if Craig was watching them, but she knew she had to carry out this charade flawlessly.Her gaze sparkled with determination as she rose onto her tiptoes. Without hesitation, she pressed her lips against Tyrone's cold, aloof mouth
Craig must have witnessed everything unfold.Out of the corner of her eye, Heather spotted Tyrone pulling out his phone to call Caleb.Her gaze immediately sharpened. "What are you doing?""Perhaps you should head back first," Tyrone suggested calmly, his expression stoic as he squeezed her cheek.The tension in Tyrone's tightly clenched jaw betrayed his simmering anger.Considering his reputation, he simply couldn't tolerate the shame of being drenched in water.Sensing Tyrone's intentions, Heather reached out and gently grasped his hand. "Forget it. Maybe the driver didn't see us. Let's just go back."Tyrone gazed at her intently, a shadow passing over his eyes.As he remained silent, Heather couldn't shake her worry that he might pursue the issue.She understood the extent of his influence all too well; for him, tracking down a car was as easy as snapping his fingers. If things escalated, trouble would undoubtedly follow.Feeling a surge of panic, Heather exclaimed, "The r
Tyrone's sheer white shirt clung tightly to his body, subtly revealing the tantalizing contours of his muscles beneath.His robust chest and trim waist were prominently defined, highlighting the outline of his abdominal muscles. A powerful air of masculinity surrounded him.As Heather was greeted with this striking sight, she stood frozen in the doorway."Have you seen enough?" Tyrone's cold voice shattered the silence.Upon hearing this, Heather snapped out of her reverie. She managed a faint smile as she stepped into the room."You're drenched from the rain. You should take a hot shower to warm up. It wouldn't be good if you caught another cold."Tyrone shot her a glance and said, "Come here."He had undone three buttons on his shirt, exposing his broad, muscular chest. The sight made Heather feel a surge of heat. She quickly looked away, feeling flustered.She stepped forward and asked, "What do you want?"Tyrone lifted her chin, a faint smile tugging at the corners of his
She was always shy when it came to intimacy. So, when she had gone downstairs to find Tyrone and even initiated a kiss, he had clearly discerned her unusual behavior. Upon hearing his words, Heather seemed to snap out of her daze slightly. She slowly opened her eyes, looking at Tyrone through her eyelashes. Her fluttering lashes quivered, and her heartbeat quickened.Tyrone was keenly observant and way too smart to be fooled.If her answer couldn't convince him and even raised his suspicions, he would surely look into it!Unable to come up with a good excuse, she quickly made up her mind and gave up. She stared at him with glistening eyes and bit her lower lip. "I made you angry at the hospital today, so I wanted to come and pick you up to apologize. Didn't you like it?"This explanation seemed somewhat reasonable. Heather looked at Tyrone with anticipation and deliberately made a pitiful expression, moving her body slightly—a gesture showing she wanted to please him.There wa