Chapter 147

"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