Chapter 182

Heather bit her lip. "I was in a bad mood, so I didn't go to the bakery and went somewhere else instead."

"Why didn't you pick up your call?" Tyrone roared, his expression especially terrifying.

He'd called Heather a few times, and no one picked up. That was why he'd thought that she was in trouble.

He couldn't describe the feeling he'd had when he'd seen the bakery ruins after the explosion. He'd wished that he could make all the bricks in front of him disappear and find her immediately. At the same time, he'd wished that she wasn't under the rubble.

It was the first time that Tyrone had felt like his heart was going to stop in over 20 years he'd been alive.

"When I was editing the manuscript, I switched my phone to silent mode and didn't hear anyone calling me."

Heather didn't realize that not picking up the call would have such serious repercussions. Of course, she wouldn't dare tell the truth.

"Are you stupid?" Tyrone said with a frown. "Heather, is there anything else that