Chapter 430

Heather trembled all over. After being with Tyrone for so long, she knew exactly what he wanted to do at this moment. She pleaded, "No, I'm too tired."

He knew he needed to let her rest today.

Tyrone's gaze lingered on her slightly swollen lips, and a gleam flashed in his eyes. "Then use it to help me."

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door, breaking the warm tension in the room.

Tyrone frowned in annoyance and turned toward the door. "What is it?"

"Tyrone, Greg asked me to bring Ms. Sutton's clothes." Cynthia's voice came from outside.

Tyrone's expression turned icy as he glanced down at Heather.

Heather shook her head to show she had no idea what was going on.

…

Two minutes later, the bedroom door opened.

Tyrone stood there, and a hickey was still visible on his collarbone. His demeanor was both aloof and sensual as he asked, "What clothes?"

"Tyrone, Greg said this is Ms. Sutton's dress for today's luncheon."

Sitting on the bed, Heather rolled her eyes when she heard th