"Janine, it's been a while. I'm surprised you're still willing to tolerate Tyrone's betrayal. You've really disappointed me," Greg remarked, casting a contemptuous glance her way before turning coldly toward Tyrone. "The choice is yours now. Do you want your wife or your little lover?" he asked. Janine froze, her eyes locking onto Tyrone, while Heather, her vision blurred by the wind, also turned to him. They wondered who he would choose. "Who do you think matters more to him—his wife or you?" Greg's voice dripped with mockery as he glanced at Heather with amusement. Tyrone stood still, his gaze unwavering on Heather. After a tense pause, he said, "I choose Janine." Heather was stunned by his words. She bit her lip, unable to say a word. "See? That's the man you've been fighting for. You've sacrificed so much, and yet, in the end, he chose his wife." Greg's taunting words cut through the air, sharper than ever. He sneered at Tyrone. "So, Janine's the one who really matt
The luxury car sped toward the hospital, and a heavy silence hung over them. Tyrone's expression was grim as he untied the ropes binding Heather's wrists. Her once pale skin was now bruised and marred, with scrapes on her legs. There was also a swollen bump on her forehead, making her appear especially fragile. A dangerous glint flashed in Tyrone's eyes as his long fingers gently massaged her wrist. Trying not to startle her, he softened his voice. "How did you get hurt?"There was no response.Tyrone looked down at her pale face. She was distant and lost in thought, staring blankly ahead. The way she looked now reminded him all too much of the last time she had lost consciousness. His heart tightened with worry. He tightened his grip on her hand, the coldness of her skin deepening the concern etched in his brow. Locking his gaze on her, Tyrone muttered, "Heather, look at me. Talk to me." Just then, her eyelids fluttered, and she returned to herself. She looked at him w
In Heather's dream, she stood at the edge of a rooftop, the chasm below seeming to stretch endlessly. Paralyzed by fear, she tried to move, but her body remained unresponsive. Suddenly, the scene shifted as if projected from a film reel. She saw a tableau before her—herself teetering on the rooftop edge, Janine, Greg in a wheelchair, and Tyrone standing opposite them. "Do you want your wife or your little lover?" Greg's voice echoed menacingly. "I choose Janine," came Tyrone's cold response. Greg's chilling laughter followed. "Since you chose Janine, I'll make sure she dies!" Without hesitation, he shoved Heather off the roof. "Ahh!" In the dream, Heather watched in horror as she plummeted. The sensation of falling was painfully real, and she screamed in terror. Help! She didn't want to die! Someone save her! The scene abruptly darkened, and a mocking voice whispered in her ear, "This is the man you chose. But are you important to him?" "I choose Janine." "
Heather had no appetite and didn't eat the food sent by the nurse. After sitting in the room for a while, she decided to go see Janine.She left the ward and asked a nurse, and found out that Janine's room was just downstairs.After exiting the elevator, Heather arrived outside Janine's room. Just as she was about to knock, through the crack of the door, she caught sight of a middle-aged couple sitting on the sofa beside the hospital bed.Janine had guests now, so she could only come back another time."Tyrone, I heard you have another woman, and you seem to treat her quite well. Is that true?"As Heather was about to leave, she suddenly heard the low, stern voice of the middle-aged man in the room. She paused her steps.The room fell silent for a few seconds before Tyrone's deep voice replied indifferently, "No.""Dad, Tyrone is handsome, and there are many women who throw themselves at him, but he has always been very loyal. Don't listen to those rumors outside. We're doing go
She could hardly contain her hatred for Tyrone, yet in front of her parents, she had to pretend to be a loving wife."Then should I just let her die?" Tyrone replied coldly.If he had to choose between Heather and Janine, he would definitely choose for Heather to live.Janine didn't want Heather to die either, but she was still furious at what Tyrone did. After all, she had nearly fallen to her death!Suddenly, Janine thought of something and stared at him with a scrutinizing gaze. "You care about her so much, Tyrone. Have you fallen in love with Hattie?"…Heather didn't want to stay in the hospital, so she discharged herself immediately.She stood by the roadside outside the hospital, waiting for the traffic light to change.A luxury white car pulled up in front of her.Heather looked up to see the back window roll down. It was Greg. He looked at her with a playful look. "Get in."Heather pursed her lips and walked over to open the door, getting into the car.Soon, the c
What was he calling her for?Heather didn't want to answer the call and casually tossed her phone aside.After a while, the ringing stopped.Tyrone didn't call back.In the evening, after dinner, Heather called the screenwriter to discuss the script.Her work progress had been delayed a lot during this time. After finishing the call, she revised the script for a while before going to bed early.She wasn't sure if it was because she was used to Tyrone being around her, but lying in her bed, she felt an emptiness beside her.…Heather was sleeping soundly when she heard someone talking nearby, along with some rustling sounds.Suddenly, her body was pulled into an embrace.Heather was startled awake and instinctively struggled as she opened her eyes."Don't be afraid, it's me!"In the dark, Tyrone's deep voice sounded. At the same time, he tightened his arms. Their bodies fitted together perfectly, as she was surrounded by his familiar and comforting scent.Heather was stun
Heather's eyelashes fluttered as she slowly opened her eyes. She saw Tyrone frowning.His dark eyes were fixed on her, and he wore a tense expression that was somewhat intimidating.Tyrone squinted as he looked at the bruise on her forehead, looking concerned. When he finally spoke, his tone softened slightly. "Why are you sulking at me?"Heather closed her eyes again, turning her head to avoid his gaze. She said nonchalantly, "I'm not sulking. Ms. Seel hasn't been discharged from the hospital yet, so you should be with her."Tyrone couldn't help but let out a laugh.He tightened his grip on her chin, forcefully turning her face toward him. "Are you angry because I wasn't there for you last night?"He let go of her chin, lightly brushing his finger against the bridge of her nose. "Janine's parents are in the hospital. I had to stay with her. You know there's nothing between us, so don't throw a tantrum, okay?""You should be with her. Leaving her alone in the hospital isn't righ
He was clearly just making excuses.Having even given her the house, how could he possibly care about a mattress?Heather found it both amusing and infuriating. Just moments ago, he was the one shouting and insisting on leaving. Now, he was the one wanting to stay. He was getting more and more childish.Their bodies were pressed tightly together. She could feel the warmth from Tyrone.Heather paused for a few seconds, then a complex emotion flashed in her eyes. "Ms. Seel, she…""None of your business!"Tyrone coldly interrupted her and cut off whatever she was about to say.What kind of woman would push her man away?Only she would do such a thing!Damn it!He had come back on his own, and now he was left feeling annoyed!Tyrone truly wanted to strangle this ungrateful woman, just to save himself the trouble of getting angry at her. But when he saw the bruise on her forehead, he couldn't bring himself to do it.If it weren't for him, she wouldn't have been kidnapped by Gr