Chapter 150

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