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Chapter 342

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
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