All Chapters of Doting on the Greenhorn: Chapter 281 - Chapter 290

Heather slowly stood up, her silence heavy. "My dad and Ava are buried here. Don't you think it's time you paid your respects? The entire Snyder family should be on their knees in repentance!" Jay barked, his eyes blazed with cold hatred. Heather was startled to learn that his family was also in this memorial park. The thought filled her with disgust, as her dislike for Jay extended even to his deceased relatives. She knew Tyrone had rescued her from Jay. For a moment, she wondered if Jay could be the culprit, but she quickly dismissed the idea. Jay hated her because of the Snyders, but his deepest grudge was against Thomas. If he were to hire a hitman, Thomas would be his first target. He sneered, "Playing mute, aren't you? I thought you were back to normal. Still pretending you can't speak?" Keeping her eyes on Lucy's tombstone, Heather murmured, "I'm not in the mood to talk to you. Please leave." She was dressed in a black wool dress, her long hair neatly pinned into

The man's target that night was Heather, but he failed. Instead, another middle-aged woman died. Since then, he had been in hiding, constantly feeling like someone was watching him. He planned to move to a new location tomorrow, but to his shock, Heather had found him first. On the night of the incident, Heather hadn't seen the masked man's face, but she recognized those cold eyes. He was the killer. "Surprised to see me?" Heather's voice was cold and steady. A flash of malice crossed the man's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure. "I must've mistaken you for someone else. I don't know who you are." He tried to shut the door after speaking, but Heather's hand shot out and blocked it. Her piercing gaze pinned him in place. "I wouldn't be here if I didn't have proof you tried to kill me. Pretending not to know me now is a bit late, don't you think?" The man's expression shifted and he narrowed his eyes. "If you've got evidence, why not go to the police and ha

"Ms. Huntington, I'm sorry. I came to clean the room. I didn't know anyone was inside. My apologies," the room attendant said apologetically. "Leave. I don't need any interruptions here," Selena replied coldly. "Understood, Ms. Huntington." With that, the room attendant pushed the cart out hastily, leaving the room in silence. A few seconds later, Selena's voice cut through the stillness. "Heather is supposed to be out of her mind. Uncle Ty brought in countless doctors, but none could cure her. You must have mistaken her for someone else." Had Tyrone really sought out so many doctors for her? Heather was taken aback upon hearing Selena's words. Tyrone had never mentioned this to her. Hidden in the bathroom, Heather quietly pulled out her phone, turned on the recorder, and placed it near the door. "I don't know where you got the news that she's gone crazy," the man continued. "She seemed perfectly normal! She even knew I was working under orders. She's given me until

The crimson red wine soaked Selena's evening gown. It looked as if her gown was bloodstained. Selena looked extremely embarrassed.Everyone was shocked by the scene. Evelyn looked stunned. Her face flushed with anger as she looked at Heather and chided, "You shameless woman! How dare you humiliate my daughter-in-law! Who gave you the audacity? You have no respect for us at all!"Craig was also shocked. After all, Selena was his wife, and he couldn't just stand by. He took off his suit and wrapped Selena in it, frowning as he looked at Heather."Hattie, whatever happened, let's sit down and talk it through. Please don't act this way," he said."What else is there to say? Craig, if you are still my son, then get someone to kick this woman out! Right now!"Evelyn wished she could slap Heather."Craig..." Selena's body trembled. Her voice sounded pitiful.Heather let go of the wine bottle, and it fell to the ground. The glass shattered everywhere.She didn't look at anyone else.

"I'm fine," Heather said in a flat tone. "If there's nothing else, I'll get going..."Before she could finish her sentence, she suddenly felt a familiar suffocating atmosphere in the air.Heather subconsciously turned around and indeed saw Tyrone walking toward them from a few meters away. His gaze was as cold as ice.Heather was worried. If Tyrone saw her with Craig, he would probably explode in anger again.Craig also noticed Tyrone, and his expression darkened.With only a few meters between them, Tyrone quickly reached her. Heather smiled. "What are you... Ah!"Tyrone suddenly swept her up in his arms. Heather, who was taken aback, instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck and asked, "What are you doing?""Who hurt your leg?"Heather was momentarily stunned, looking down at her leg.She saw several bloody wounds on her leg, most likely cut by glass when she dropped the wine bottle.She hadn't noticed it until now. No wonder she felt a slight pain in her leg while wal