Chapter 299

Heather turned and looked outside the consultation room.

Tyrone was leaning against the wall in the corridor. His head hung low as he frowned and smoked a cigarette. A thin layer of smoke seemed to be covering his handsome face, adding a sense of mysteriousness to his prideful imposition.

The sunlight shone right on his tall figure, a soft glow covering him.

Tyrone suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Heather, as if he could sense her looking at him.

Their eyes met each other.

Tyrone averted his gaze and Heather's heart trembled, and she instinctively moved her eyes away too.

She asked Dr. Jones, "I'm here to receive treatment for my trauma, not for you to analyze my inner thoughts. Let's begin, then."

Dr. John wasn't angry at all and he simply smiled. "Sure, let's begin our treatment. Ms. Sutton, you don't try to remember your mother much, do you?"

Heather was stunned before she nodded gently. "Yes."

"You lost your mother when you were very little and that had hurt you deep