Heather's feverish body felt soft and warm. Tyrone frowned in annoyance.As they were talking about her fever, Heather pursed her lips and said, "Next time I'm sick, can you not ask Dr. Jones to treat me? Don't you know she purposely insulted me because of you?""She purposely insulted you?" Tyrone's gaze instantly turned stern."Lucy also heard her. If you don't believe me, you can ask Lucy! Dr. Jones bullies me because she thinks she's close with you. "I can tell she likes you. I don't like her. If you still want me to see her, then let's end things!" Heather's tone became coquettish. Her jealousy was evident.Tyrone stared at her for a while. He lifted her chin with his slender fingers and looked right into her eyes, "Are you jealous?"Yes, she was jealous!With Tyrone's encouragement, Heather continued in a spoiled tone, "Tyrone, you're free to like whoever you want. But if you're with me, you aren't allowed to mess around with other women! "Otherwise, our relationship en
Tyrone had said that he was going to take her to get treatment. Heather had thought that he was taking her to the hospital, but they arrived at a private estate instead.It was late at night, but the estate's security guards and housekeepers stood in a line at the entrance to welcome them."Mr. Elkin, good evening." Tyrone ignored them and carried Heather right through the hall.The housekeepers were all slightly puzzled to see Tyrone carrying a woman in his arms. They snuck glances at Heather.In front of the estate was a large beautiful garden, filled with various meticulously trimmed trees. The leaves rustled softly in the breeze, and there was a faint floral scent in the air.Tyrone carried Heather across the winding gravel path into the main building and led her into a room filled with mist. There was a slight scent of sulfur in the air.Heather finally understood what he meant by "treatment" when she saw the room. He had brought her to a hot spring.Tyrone put Heather on a
Heather's face flushed from the hot steam, so her blush wasn't obvious.The two of them looked right into each other's eyes. Tyrone stared deeply at her, and the air was tense. In the end, Heather bit her lip and looked away, unable to bear his gaze any longer."They add medicinal herbs to the hot spring here. It helps with blood circulation and relaxes muscles. It's good for your body." Tyrone's gentle voice came through the steam."I see.""You need to sweat when you have a fever. Would you like to try something else to help you sweat faster?""What?" Heather's clear eyes were filled with confusion.Tyrone didn't answer, but his gaze was devilish.Heather was stunned for a few seconds before realizing what he meant. She helplessly said, "I'm still sick now. Can you not be so… promiscuous?""Heather, did you just scold me?" Tyrone's eyes turned cold."Well, it's true..." Heather muttered softly. He always wanted to have sex. What else could it be if he wasn't promiscuous? And
"Tyrone, I need to use the bathroom. Let go of me," Heather said.Tyrone mumbled something before moving his arm away from Heather's waist, then turned over and went back to sleep.Heather looked at him, then lifted the covers and got out of bed, heading toward the bathroom.She had fallen asleep while soaking in the hot spring last night. She hadn't known when he had carried her back to the room.After attending to her personal needs, Heather returned to find Tyrone still asleep.Even when he was sleeping, his perfect features exuded a commanding air. He looked exceptionally aristocratic. This man is really good-looking.She then took her eyes off him and walked toward the door.She left the room, walked past a corridor, and came to a luxuriously decorated hall."Good morning, miss." The maid, who was arranging flowers, noticed her and immediately straightened up and nervously greeted her.Heather was a bit puzzled. "Why do you seem to be afraid of me?"The maid was uneasy.
Greg slightly moved the wheels on the wheelchair, looking at Tyrone coldly.Tyrone pulled Heather into his arms. He had heard everything she had just said. His eyes subconsciously softened. "Weren't you going to the bathroom? Why are you here?"Heather felt awkward. "I was on my way back to the room when I ran into Greg."Tyrone seemed to have just noticed Greg's presence and casually glanced at him with a nonchalant look."Do you enjoy chatting with my woman?"One of them was standing, and the other one was sitting down. The way Tyrone looked down at him made Greg tighten his grip on the armrest of the wheelchair.Greg coldly said, "I was just chatting with her. But, Tyrone, you're so protective of Ms. Sutton. What would Janine think if she found out?"Janine, Heather guessed, must be Tyrone's wife.Tyrone chuckled sarcastically. "Greg, you're so caring. Rather than worrying about your own legs, you're busy meddling in my affairs."Heather was speechless. Tyrone's words were h
Walking into the hot spring room they were in last night, Tyrone put Heather on the ground and pulled the belt of her bathrobe. The bathrobe then slid off her body.Heather let out a scream, quickly wrapping herself with her hands and crouching down. It was very hot in the hot spring room; she wasn't cold, but being naked was too embarrassing."Tyrone! It's morning right now!""What's wrong with that?"Tyrone lowered his gaze and looked at Heather, who was now crouching in front of him like a tender white lamb. He stuck his tongue against his teeth, looking like a fierce beast salivating over its prey."You should go to work. You're going to be late." Heather was blushing all over.Wasn't he a workaholic?"I can afford to skip a day of work without Elkin Group going bankrupt," Tyrone said casually."But—ah!"Before she could finish her sentence, Tyrone suddenly lifted her up, as if holding a child, and forcefully spread her legs open, holding them against his waist. He comma
Selena said, "It's true. I just passed by the study and overheard your brother talking to his staff. If you don't believe me, you can go and ask him."Craig looked at her for a few seconds, then suddenly got up and walked toward the door.How could Heather be his enemy? There must have been a mistake!Craig pushed the door open and walked into the study. Jay, who was talking to his staff, stopped mid-way and looked up.Jay was wearing a white shirt and light blue suit, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses perched on his high nose bridge, looking like a gentleman.Craig approached him in big strides. "Jay, I heard that Hattie is our enemy. Is it true?"Jay handed him a file. "I just got this evidence. Take a look first."The file contained a copy of Heather and Thomas' DNA test results. The result of the test was the most compelling evidence.Craig couldn't believe that all of this was true, but every word in the file told him otherwise.Jay looked at Craig, who was shocked, and
Heather's cheeks flushed instantly.Caleb was still in the car. Did Tyrone have to speak so openly?Tyrone had always been unreasonable. Heather bit her lip, cautiously leaned over and kissed his cheek. As she was about to leave, he held her waist with his arms, pulling her closer in his embrace and forcefully kissing her more.A long and passionate kiss ensued until the both of them were slightly breathless. Then, Tyrone let her go and stared deeply into her eyes. "Wait for me tonight."They had just been fooling around in the hot spring for a few hours… and he still had energy for the night. Was this man even human?Heather's face was still flushing red, but she didn't say anything more. She opened the car door, got out, and quickly walked toward the building.Her scent lingered in the car as Tyrone watched her retreating figure, calmly commanding the driver, "Let's go."The Maybach left the building.Heather climbed the steps to the upper floor. She then suddenly thought