Chapter 290

"I'm fine," Heather said in a flat tone. "If there's nothing else, I'll get going..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she suddenly felt a familiar suffocating atmosphere in the air.

Heather subconsciously turned around and indeed saw Tyrone walking toward them from a few meters away. His gaze was as cold as ice.

Heather was worried. If Tyrone saw her with Craig, he would probably explode in anger again.

Craig also noticed Tyrone, and his expression darkened.

With only a few meters between them, Tyrone quickly reached her. Heather smiled. "What are you... Ah!"

Tyrone suddenly swept her up in his arms. Heather, who was taken aback, instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Who hurt your leg?"

Heather was momentarily stunned, looking down at her leg.

She saw several bloody wounds on her leg, most likely cut by glass when she dropped the wine bottle.

She hadn't noticed it until now. No wonder she felt a slight pain in her leg while wal