Chapter 365

Heather bit her lip and stayed silent.

Tyrone looked at her for a moment, the curve of his lips deepening slightly. He then gently pinched her cheek with his fingers.

"Caleb brought these clothes when he delivered breakfast," he said. "You don't like me, yet you want to claim me as yours. Where's the fairness in that?"

Heather wouldn't agree to carry his child, yet she got jealous over the smallest things. This both annoyed Tyrone and made him happy.

Only she could make him feel such conflicting emotions.

Heather was taken aback at his words. She glanced at the clothes, finally noticing the tags still attached. Realizing they were all brand new, she felt a wave of awkwardness.

"Time's running out. I'll go change," she said dismissively, grabbing a random outfit from the closet and heading toward the bathroom.

Tyrone reached out and took the clothes she'd picked, his expression unreadable. "I'll help you change."

"No, I can do it myself," she responded.

"Then don't