Chapter 472

Heather wondered if Tyrone thought she was a fool.

She had brushed off the gossip about him and Regina earlier, but seeing the lipstick stain on his shirt left her feeling truly disappointed.

Tyrone pulled her tightly into his arms, examining the shade of her lipstick, which was clearly different from the one on his shirt.

Frowning, he said, "Listen to me, okay?"

"I don't want to hear it!"

The thought of him cuddling with another woman and then turning around to flirt with her made Heather feel repulsed. She struggled to free herself, but Tyrone swiftly scooped her up, sat down on the couch, and pinned her legs between his, holding her wrists firmly.

Heather glared at him with reddened eyes, unable to move. Even in anger, there was an allure about her that he found hard to resist.

Tyrone held back his urge to kiss her and gazed at her intently.

"I don't have another woman. During a lunch meeting, someone made a toast, and maybe that's when the mark got on me.

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