Let it go. She'sgone.Heather had heard someone say the same thing to her a long time ago, too.The voices of the people around her had merged with voices in her memories. The two voices kept on echoing in her mind, dragging her back to that endless winter night.Something snapped in her mind, and the world seemed to have frozen in silence. She stared at Lucy, whose body was covered in blood.The figure in her memories seemed to overlap with Lucy. Heather's mother was lying on a wooden bed. The scent of blood around her seemed to have been mixed with the bitter scent of herbal medicine.She could hear the sounds of people walking in and out. Some of them were dragging her arm, and there were a lot of voices reaching out to her. They told her to let go and said she was already gone.But she'd already suppressed the wound. Her mother had said that she'd be fine after she ate the medicine.Lucy couldn't die.She couldn't.Something was wrong. These people were wrong!At the sc
"Stop playing dead, Heather. Are you trying to buy time so Craig can save you?"Jay grabbed Heather by the arm and started to twist it backward, his eyes filled with hatred. "Let me see just how much you can endure."But he noticed something was wrong very quickly. Heather's arm was already twisted at a very terrifying angle. In fact, it was on the verge of being broken.However, she didn't react to it at all.Ordinary people couldn't endure that much pain, but Heather was like an emotionless marionette.Jay frowned and looked at her. He let go of her and opened the door to ask his underling, "What's wrong with her?""She was like this when we found her, sir. She didn't fight back when we captured her and didn't speak, either. I remember seeing the police there and hearing that somebody died. Maybe she's in shock?"They hadn't expected things to go so smoothly when they kidnapped Heather.Jay looked at the stupefied Heather and then the dried blood on her."What should we do w
In front of the bar, Seth picked Ivy up and asked in a serious expression, "Are you sure that Hattie has been kidnapped? "She doesn't want Ty to intervene in the issue between her and the Simpsons, so it's not good if we bring this up with him. Maybe I should go and help her instead.""Do you think Jay would be scared of you? We're out of time now! Hattie could die any second. Are you going to help or not?" Ivy was so scared that she was tearing up.Seth hated seeing her cry the most. "Stop crying. Fine, I'll take you to him."He then led Ivy into the private room while walking hand in hand.There was a snooker table in the private room, where Tyrone was playing against another young man. A scantily clad, beautiful woman was standing at the side with some markers.It was Tyrone's turn to play. He was expressionless as he stood under the lamp, slightly bending over. He had a perfect figure with broad shoulders and tight buttocks.A cold and aloof air surrounded him, creating a s
In the end, Ivy gritted her teeth in disappointment and said, "It's fine if you don't want to help her, but please don't ruin her reputation. Even now, I feel like someone as heartless as you isn't worthy of her protecting you."With that said, she turned and left.Seth was momentarily shocked before he chased after her.In the private room, Tyrone held his cue stick and made another shot in a slow and relaxing manner. He continued playing as if nothing had happened.Leonard leaned against the snooker table and looked at him meaningfully. "So, she's the reason you dumped everything on me the last time we were overseas and came back here. I can tell that Heather affects you a lot."Tyrone said nothing.The woman with the markers and walked over with a smile. "Mr. Elkin, the new won't come if the old doesn't go. I can—"Tyrone suddenly glared at her icily.The woman instantly froze and didn't dare to move, shuddering as she said, "Mr. El-Mr. Elkin…"Suddenly, there was a huge ba
The last time Tyrone had met Heather, she'd been wearing a pretty attractive outfit. She'd looked beautiful and alluring.But now, she was completely disheveled, with her face pale and her lips parched. She sat there like a little beggar.Tyrone had never seen her in such a bad state.He walked over to Heather, and when he looked at the woman's pale face, his expression turned dark. He pulled her into his arms. "Don't be scared, Hattie!"Heather was dirty and stinky. However, Tyrone held her tightly, as if he didn't know how dirty she was despite his usual obsession with cleanliness. It was as if he was worried that she'd disappear the moment he let go.Silence fell upon the room. After a few seconds, Tyrone pulled away from Heather and looked at her, but she didn't react at all. "Heather? What's wrong?"She said nothing. She didn't react to his embrace at all, as if she didn't know that he was here.Something was wrong. At first, Tyrone thought Heather had been shocked. He th
At this time, an SUV stopped right in front of the manor's gates. Craig jumped out of the car and ran into the manor, gritting his teeth as he held his hand on his abdomen. He was stunned when he saw Tyrone coming out with Heather in his arms, while everyone else followed them.However, he returned to normal in just an instant. When he saw how pale Heather looked, he walked over in shock. "Is Hattie…"The moment Tyrone saw Craig, the murderous intent in his eyes became apparent again. He immediately gave Craig a brutal kick.The force behind the kick was far more powerful than the kick he'd given Jay.Craig hadn't expected Tyrone to suddenly attack him. He took a few steps back from the force of it, his back hitting the car. He paled and gritted his teeth, drenched in a cold sweat.Tyrone glared at him and said, "If you don't want to marry her, then move."No matter what Heather thought about Craig was, at least Tyrone knew the latter had other intentions toward Heather.After
Heather looked at him blankly.In her consciousness, she felt as though the man in front of her looked familiar, as if she'd seen him somewhere before.His mouth opened and closed, as if he were telling her something, but she couldn't tell what he was saying. She didn't know what it was. She didn't want to ask.She was so tired, and she didn't want to speak.Heather was very dirty, so Tyrone took her for a shower.Once he removed her clothes, she stood under the showerhead, enduring the hot water as she washed her clean.Tyrone was standing right opposite her. His clothes were also wet, so he removed them too, revealing his sexy, strong body.He squeezed some shampoo on his hand, smearing them on her black, silk-like hair. He washed her hair proficiently. The only reason he was so good at it was because he'd practiced it on Heather before.Every time after they made love, Tyrone would take her to the bathroom to wash up. After enough times, even a man who didn't know how to ser
Tyrone only stopped feeding Heather water when she'd drunk at least half a glass of water. He guessed that she'd probably had enough.He held her and kissed her a little more. Suddenly, he realized something was wrong with her as she lay in his arms. Tyrone opened his eyes and saw that Heather had closed her eyes as her head tilted over.In order to make sure that she got some sleep, Callum had added sedatives to her medicine. It seemed like she'd already fallen asleep.Tyrone narrowed his eyes and got in bed with her in his arms. Then, he pulled the blanket and tucked her in. It seemed like it had been a long time since they'd last slept together.In truth, Tyrone hadn't been sleeping well lately. That night, he quickly fell asleep when he smelled her scent and held her soft body.…The next day, Caleb brought some fresh clothes for them. Tyrone helped Heather change into fresh clothes. She sat quietly by the bed. Looking serious, Tyrone helped her with her bra and panties f