Chapter 452

Heather pulled out her phone.

But before she could see who was calling, Tyrone already had his arms around her slender neck and forced her to look at him. "Don't pick it up. Kiss me."

"Stop it. I need to pick up the call."

"Is a call more important than me? Kiss me now or I'll throw the phone away."

Tyrone raised his eyebrow and he looked visibly upset.

It was a tyrannical yet childish threat.

Yet that was how Tyrone was. He liked to see Heather make him the purpose of her life and put him first even when it came to minor things like picking up a phone.

Heather found it funny. He would still buy her a new phone even if he got rid of the one she had right now.

However, Heather knew Tyrone didn't like her disobeying him, so she tried to calm him down first.

Heather tip-toed and kissed Tyrone's lips. His cold demeanor reminded her of how it felt when the snow petals fell on her face during the middle of winter.

A dark glint flashed in Tyrone's eyes. He widened his eyes as he gla