Chapter 29

A while later, Tyrone came out of the washroom after cleaning himself up.

He buttoned up his shirt, and though it was all wrinkly, he looked much neater now. It made him look more stern and distant somehow.

He sat down in front of Heather and took a nonchalant glance at the food on the table. Then, without any warning, he took the bowl of cut fruits away.

Heather was caught off guard. "Hey, that's mine!"

She was going to have that after she finished her omelet!

Tyrone lifted his gaze and shot her an icy look. "Was I not the one who paid for it?"

His voice was cold and commanding, as though he was challenging her to take the bowl of fruits away from him.

Heather shut her mouth and eyed the bowl of fruits longingly.

She could not afford to pay for the stay in the VIP ward. But since he was the one who paid for it, she would let him have it.

Honestly speaking, Tyrone didn't really like fruits. But when he saw how much she wanted them, he couldn't help but want to tease her. He