Chapter 357

Tyrone didn't like when Heather refused him when it came to things like that.

However, her caring words gave him a sense of pleasure.

Tyrone's eyes darkened as he lowered his head and bit her on the lip. "Good. I'll reward you tonight."

Heather was speechless.

She didn't need to think to know what he meant by "reward".

Heather's face was red. She didn't want any of it.

There was a kitchenette in the lounge, so Heather took out the lunch box, put the cold food into the microwave, and heated them.

Then she heard the sound of rushing water from inside, and she couldn't help her lips from curling upward into a smile.

She didn't know why, but at that moment, she suddenly felt like she was "living life."

Once lunch had been heated up, Heather prepared the food on the table next to the wide window and then prepared the plates and other utensils.

Suddenly, someone grabbed her from behind. A cold chest was pressed against her back, and she could feel the wetness slowly spreading.

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