All Chapters of Doting on the Greenhorn: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

After Heather had fallen off the boat, Sam had fired several shots at her in a bout of rage and humiliation. Seeing this, Tyrone had thought that she had fallen off the boat because she had been shot. He had almost had a heart attack!Only when he had carried her ashore and had been sure that there were no gunshot wounds on her had he breathed a sigh of relief."I saw him firing a shot at you. I was afraid that he would hit you, so I pushed him.""I was prepared. He couldn't have hurt me at all! Why did you get yourself involved? Sam used to be a fighter. You're no match for him. "You fell into the sea and almost drowned yourself! You're so clumsy! You can't even swim. Go sign up for a swimming class tomorrow!" Tyrone yelled at her.Heather couldn't think of anything to say to that. "I…"Tyrone stared at her. "No more excuses."Heather kept quiet. If he hadn't saved her life, she would have really wanted to stuff the bowl into his mouth to shut him up!"Oh, who got Ty so ril

"I saved you, so don't tell me you're going to act like nothing happened." Tyrone's gaze was darkened.Heather was stunned. Of course, she was grateful to Tyrone. If he hadn't shown up, there was no telling what Sam would have done to her. But she was aware of what Tyrone meant by "thanking him".Heather pursed her lips. "I—""If you don't want to return the favor, it's fine. You won't have to do that if you're dead," Tyrone interrupted her.Heather was speechless. "There's a fruit knife over there. Go head and do it." Heather remained silent. "You don't want to do it?"Of course, she wasn't going to do it. "I was kidnapped by Sam partly because of you."Tyrone laughed. "So you're saying it was all my fault?"That was the truth. She had been the victim!Heather looked at him and said seriously, "Mr. Elkin, I've said it before—I won't agree to be with you."Tyrone started right at her slightly protruding lips. Not a single word that had come out of that mouth had pleased hi

"Why didn't you make a sound when you were walking over?" Heather breathed a sigh of relief. Her tone was slightly coquettish from the scare she had just gotten"You were daydreaming." Tyrone pinched her cheek affectionately. "What were you thinking about?"Heather quickly said, "I was just—" Before she could finish her sentence, her phone rang again. It was Craig.Heather felt a shiver run through her. She immediately declined the call. Within a few seconds, the phone rang again.It was Craig again. Heather rejected the call once more. The next second, another call came through! How many times was he going to call? Without hesitation, Heather hung up the phone again."Whose call is it? Why don't you answer?"Heather had rejected three consecutive calls. Of course, it had attracted Tyrone's attention.Heather felt a bit flustered. Craig was Tyrone's niece's husband, and she didn't want Tyrone to find out about their past relationship."He..."Thoughts raced through Heather's

Compared to the last time Heather and Macey had met, the latter looked plumper and healthier. She wore a light-colored wool skirt that made her look like she was still a wealthy woman."Mrs. Snyder." Heather walked over and sat down."Heather, why are you wearing this? Are you sick?" Macey looked at her hospital gown in surprise.Heather smiled. "Yes, I was sick, but it's nothing serious."A waiter approached them with the menu just then. He was also surprised by Heather's clothes. Heather ordered a glass of lemon water."Mrs. Snyder, why are we meeting today?"Macey remained silent for a few seconds. All of a sudden, tears started streaming down her face.Heather was taken aback and quickly handed her some tissue. "Mrs. Snyder, did something happen to Whitney?"Had Tyrone really done something to Whitney?After crying for a while, Macey shook her head. "It's not her; it's her father. I heard today that he's constantly being beaten in prison and has suffered many injuries. Hea

"Miss, are you getting out of the car or not?" asked the cab driver.Heather snapped back to reality. She took a deep breath and paid the driver. Then, she pushed the car door open before running toward the prison gate in the pouring rain.The rain was heavy. By the time she reached the gate, she was drenched to the bone.Heather explained the purpose of her visit to the prison guard, but he dismissed her. "Go away! Do you think you can see anyone you want to see here? Do you think the prison is your home?"Heather had faced the same situation when she had come to visit Whitney before. Back then, the prison guard had kept blocking her path as well.She started to get anxious. "I just want to see him and talk to him for a few minutes! I have an important thing to ask him!"She paused, then continued, "Please do me a favor. I didn't bring my wallet with me. When I go back, I'll send you some money!"Heather didn't notice that her clothes were wet from the rain. Her thin hospital g