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
Her soft, drowsy voice brought the morning to life.Heather nuzzled her small face into the pillow, not fully awake, and drifted back into a deep sleep.Tyrone couldn't help but chuckle at her sleepy face.This ungrateful woman had him feeling all sorts of emotions, yet she showed no responsibility for putting out the fire she sparked!Just as he was about to wake her up, his phone suddenly rang.He looked at the caller ID, frowned impatiently, and then looked back at Heather before getting up and walking toward the door."What is it?"After he was out of the bedroom, Tyrone answered the call. His expression was cold as he made his way downstairs."Tyrone, my dad and the others are asking where you are. You need to come over quickly. We have relatives visiting today."It seemed Janine was in the bathroom. Her voice was low as she spoke in a hushed tone.Tyrone's voice was icy, devoid of warmth. "I'm staying home with Heather today. I don't have time to go to the hospital.""
The maids stood frozen in terror in the corner.In the dining room, food and dishes scattered all over the floor. An expensive dining table was damaged, and there was red wine pooling on the ground in chaotic order.Greg sat in a wheelchair, with a silver knife stabbed in his shoulder. Blood was quickly spreading around the wound.The knife wasn't sharp, but it went deep. It showed how much force Tyrone had used!"Did you really think I would come here unprepared?"Greg spoke as if he felt no pain.His pale hand was holding a black handgun, aiming right at Tyrone.Tyrone didn't even blink. His condescending gaze looked down on Greg. Suddenly, he let out a cold laugh as he moved like a bolt of lightning.Heather was so anxious that her heart leaped into her throat!Before she could grasp what was happening, the gun was in Tyrone's hands.He lowered his arm, the black muzzle now pressed against Greg's injured knee!A half-paralyzed man facing off against a fully capable man—
"You dare to let him see you?"Tyrone's fingers tightened as he pinched her chin. His cold eyes flashed with a fierce possessiveness.What would Greg see?Heather was bewildered.After a few seconds, she realized what he meant. Looking down, she noticed she was wearing a nightgown that exposed her skin.Suddenly, she felt embarrassed. Alright, it was her fault. It definitely wasn't appropriate for Greg to see her dressing like this."I'll change into something else before I go.""You cannot go!"Tyrone frowned as he yelled.The comfort he felt just now turned into anger.Heather was taken aback. "Tyrone, I know you hate him, but he's injured, and we need to check on him.""No means no!"Tyrone glared at her. "When did you become so close to him?""Why are you so concerned about his injury?""Do you really care about him that much?"His voice grew increasingly aggressive, as if she had cheated on him.His words implied she had an inappropriate relationship with Greg.An
"Step aside!"Tyrone's cold voice was devoid of any warmth."I won't! You need to hear me out first."Tyrone didn't want to listen. He shot her a cold glance before turning to walk away.Feeling a sense of urgency, Heather lunged forward and wrapped her arms around his waist. "Tyrone, don't leave yet!"Tyrone said in irritation, "Heather, don't think this trick will work every time!"Her eyes flickered as she spoke earnestly, "If you and Winnie keep fighting, the Seel family will eventually find out that you're going against the Huntington family because of me. Are you willing to damage your image in front of the Seel family?"Saying this caused a pang of pain in her heart.The Huntington family was currently under spotlight, and Winnie would definitely expose their relationship, which would not be good for both of them.Tyrone looked at her with mockery in his eyes. "You are thinking about me, aren't you? Makes sense. You want me to go back and accompany Janine, so you've con
Heather stood in the corridor, looking at the door to the guest room worryingly.Tyrone didn't let her listen in to their negotiation.The two brothers wished they could kill the other. When she came out, she already advised Tyrone not to provoke Greg, who was on the verge of madness. She wondered if Tyrone could keep himself under control.But with Tyrone's bad temper, the possibility wasn't great.It was at this time that Heather's phone rang and it interrupted her train of thoughts. It was a call from Whitney.Heather picked the call up and she could hear the noisy sound of music and Whitney's tender voice. "Hattie, my birthday party is going to start soon. Are you coming?"Heather was stunned. Only then did she remember—it was Whitney's birthday today.She didn't know if Tyrone and Greg would start fighting, so she hesitated. "I'm sorry, but I have something going on so I can't leave. I won't be able to go today, so happy birthday."The other side was quiet for a few seco
"Give Caleb a call and tell him to bring over the staff from the mental health facility," Tyrone said mockingly as he gave Greg a look. Greg's expression turned dark as he was listening to the conversation between Tyrone and Heather. "Stop saying I'm going mad. I'm talking to you, you hear me?""Sure," Heather said as she continued to tap on her phone screen. She then asked, "Should we inform the media that Greg has a mental illness and needs to be sent to a mental health facility for treatment?""Caleb will arrange for the reporters."If Caleb didn't know what Tyrone wanted after following him for so many years, he would have been fired already.Greg was getting furious.The two of them were treating him like he wasn't even there.He raised his voice and roared, "I'm not crazy! How dare you… Gah!"Greg started to cough as he became agitated. He took a deep breath as he pulled at his wounds. His body leaned back on the bed head as his face became pale and covered with sweat. T