Heather was stunned.She had been very careful with birth control and had been consistently taking her birth control pills. However, from a medical standpoint, no contraceptive method was foolproof.Could she really be pregnant?"Tyrone."Suddenly, she heard Cynthia's voice.Heather jolted, turning to see Tyrone standing at the door. His gaze was dark and unsettling.He walked over to her, and Heather tightened her grip on the sink. Her heart was racing. "I just have an upset stomach. It doesn't necessarily mean I'm pregnant."Even as she said this, she felt anxious.Tyrone stopped in front of her, saying nothing. He then lifted her up, striding toward the door.As they passed Seth, Tyrone said casually, "Let's call it a day. If anything comes up, just give me a call."Then, turning to Cynthia, he ordered, "Call the doctor!"Tyrone carried Heather upstairs."Let's go," Seth said, wrapping an arm around Ivy's shoulders."I want to stay and keep Hattie company," Ivy said. He
Hearing that Heather had been taking birth control pills, Tyrone became angry."Why?"His gaze grew colder. "Heather, did I treat you badly? Did I disappoint you? Do you really just don't want to have my child?"Heather stared at Tyrone. He looked terrifying now.Did Tyrone really want her to be pregnant?The last time they talked about it, he had asked her to have his child, but she thought he did it for Janine. She hadn't taken it seriously.But now, looking at him, she thought he might actually be serious!"Say something!"Tyrone's gaze was scary. Heather looked at him and said steadily, "We've talked about this before. I won't give you a child."She was about to say she wouldn't let her child be a bastard, but she knew better than to say such a thing.But to Tyrone, her words meant something else.His gaze was fierce as he stared at her. "Do you really hate having my child that much?"What did he mean by "hate"?Heather sighed in frustration. "Do you think it's good fo
The expensive couch shook as Tyrone slammed his fist on it.Heather was shocked. She said, "You wanted to hit me?"He did want to hit her.He was so angry that he wanted to strangle her!Tyrone felt that his chest was filled with anger that had nowhere to escape. He looked down on her with a vicious glare and said coldly, "Heather, you're heartless!"She was a spoiled and ungrateful woman!…Tyrone left, slamming the door so hard it shook the entire room.The room then fell silent.Heather sat up, smoothening the creases on her clothes. She stared at the closed door with a sense of inexplicable helplessness.They were fighting over a child that didn't even exist…After a while, the sound of an engine roaring could be heard downstairs.At this moment, the door creaked open with three soft knocks."Come in.""Heather, I made you some nourishing soup to help you with your stomach. The doctor said it would be good for you. Eat some," Cynthia said as she walked in with a bow
Tyrone frowned, taking another sip of wine. His voice was cold. "She doesn't want to have a child.""Not wanting to have a child? That..."Suddenly, Seth realized what was going on, and his expression changed from one of shock to disbelief.It seemed like Tyrone wasn't in a bad mood because Heather was pregnant. Heather was not pregnant, and didn't want to get pregnant, and Tyrone was angry because of that."It's easy, all you have to do is tell her to give birth to a baby for a billion dollars. Shower her with lots of money. She can't refuse a deal that good, right?"Leonard swirled his glass of wine casually.Tyrone remained expressionless. "She's not like that."He knew Heather well. She appeared soft and easy-going, but she was stubborn. If she was one of those women who only cared about the money, he wouldn't have wasted so much effort to keep her by his side.Leonard was baffled. "I still don't understand. Why are you so nice to her?"He admitted that Heather was beautif
In the past, Tyrone would always hug Heather while sleeping with her, never sleeping with his back to her.Was he purposely ignoring her?Heather looked at Tyrone's broad back, seeing that he was still clothed. She bit her lip, reaching out to unbutton his shirt."I don't want to do it tonight!"She had just touched the button when Tyrone suddenly said that.Heather was taken aback. She was speechless, but still explained, "You're wearing clothes to sleep. It's not comfortable. I just wanted to help you take off your shirt."Who said she wanted to do that with him? She wasn't him, always thinking about that one thing!"Ha!"Tyrone closed his eyes and laughed coldly.He thought that Heather was just acting like she cared about him.Fine, it seemed he really didn't want to talk to her. Heather looked at Tyrone, and didn't say anything else. She lay down again, pulling the covers up to sleep.The next day.Heather woke up and heard Tyrone's cold voice. "Winnie... get that
The phone fell silent."So you don't want to die? Then don't say it if you don't mean it! Hypocrite!" Heather mocked Selena before hanging up the phone.On the other end, Selena gripped her phone tightly. An intense look of hatred flashed through her eyes, but it was quickly suppressed. She looked up at Craig with teary eyes. Her face was pale, and her whole body seemed to be on the verge of collapse."Craig, Heather wants me to die, do you want me to die too? Do you really not care about our marriage, and our child?"She lifted her hand to hold her small belly. She looked so pale and weak, as if she was about to fall apart.The Huntington family was in trouble. Many of their close friends had cut ties with them. At times like this, she couldn't lose the Simpson family!As long as she was still part of the Simpson family, Craig would protect her!Again, she used the child to manipulate him.Craig looked indifferent. He turned to look at Selena. "Mood changes are not good fo
The Elkin family residence was surrounded by hills, amidst a winding mountain range, and birds would occasionally fly through.A luxury car drove past the hot spring building where Heather had last visited, and continued down the road for a while. Several white villas appeared, and the atmosphere was dignified and majestic.The car stopped in front of one of the white villas.At the entrance stood a middle-aged man in a suit. He was the housekeeper for the Elkin family.Heather got out of the car. The housekeeper sized her up coldly as he said, "Ms. Sutton, Mr. Elkin Senior is waiting for you. Please follow me."Heather didn't say anything and followed the housekeeper into the house.The Elkin family's house didn't look overly flashy. The furniture was mainly made from sandalwood, giving the place a demure and dignified sense of luxury. After walking through the long corridor, they arrived at the hall.On the couch sat an old man in a crisp white suit. His hair was graying,
Heather blinked a few times. Indeed, she wouldn't have been able to wield such influence without Tyrone.Frederick, who had been a formidable person in the business industry throughout his life, was clear about this."I heard you were going against Winnie and the others for the sake of one of our maids. She was our maid, and we were her employer. Heather, our employees are no concern of yours."Heather felt her fingers slowly tensed up. "She is not just your family's maid, she is my godmother."Frederick was taken aback by her stubbornness. His gaze was cold as he said, "So you will go against us no matter what?"Heather's eyes were calm. "I can reconcile with you, as long as you make Selena kneel in front of Lucy's tombstone. She must be judged by the rules of law, and pay her due price. Only then will I back down.""Don't be ahead of yourself, Heather!" Winnie exclaimed.She couldn't stand it anymore and stood up suddenly, staring at Heather with sharp eyes.Frederick didn't