All Chapters of Doting on the Greenhorn: Chapter 411 - Chapter 420

Saying those two words seemed to be very humiliating for Greg.Heather wasn't really trying to waste time with Greg anyway, otherwise she would have humiliated him with a few more words.…Greg was physically quite tall. For Heather to carry him, every step she took was quite tiring for her. She had to rest after only a while.They finally reached a place with higher ground and she immediately put Greg down on a piece of clearing and she sat down, panting."Alright. We'll rest here."Greg simply gave her a look and said nothing.There was nothing much for Heather to say to Greg, anyway. She leaned against a tree trunk, looking at the surface of the river.She didn't expect Tyrone's insistence of teaching her how to swim would one day save her life.She was very tired and hungry. Her entire body was very uncomfortable. And she missed… Tyrone, a lot.Tyrone's handsome face appeared in her mind as she bit her lip. Tyrone must find her soon.…On the other side, the fourth wave

Diego never gave up pursuing them.It was at this time that Heather saw a small boat was floating on the surface of the river. Diego must have searched for them along the shore and found them."You're his woman?" Diego said in broken Astorian as he glared at Heather.Heather forced herself to calm down and forced a smile. "He has nothing to do with me, actually. I'm just an innocent woman. He broke Winnie's leg, so can you let me go?"Greg wasn't sure what to say as he looked at her in disbelief.Diego bared his teeth like a wolf and said, "My order from the madam is to kill Greg and everyone with him. Both of you can forget about escaping. I will start with you!"He aimed the muzzle of his gun at Heather.Heather blinked.She didn't cripple Winnie, why did he choose to start with her?Wasn't he supposed to start with Greg?Diego didn't want to waste his time with them at all. When Heather saw he was going to pull the trigger, she closed her eyes and screamed, "I know where y

Next to him, Diego was kneeling on the ground in a strange pose as he was held by Tyrone's subordinate. The blood from his knees was staining the ground.Diego had already suffered a gunshot wound on his shoulder just now. After this shot, the pain made his already pale face drenched in sweat. He was in so much pain that he was shaking, and he could only gasp for air as he glared at Greg.There was the sound of another gunshot.Both Diego's knees had been shot.He gritted his teeth as he was in so much pain that he was on the verge of falling unconscious.Greg gave the gun back to the bodyguard and smiled cruelly. "Now, you're the one that can't leave this forest."The air was thick with the scent of blood.Tyrone looked away indifferently and lowered his head, saying to Heather, "We'll talk after we're back."There was blood from Diego and mud on her. She was extremely filthy.Tyrone picked her up as if he didn't see any of it and was about to leave."My daughter…"Diego'

Tyrone's gaze was fixed intently on Heather. She hesitated, recalling the day she had gone to his office. Uncertainty flickered in her eyes. "Right, I went to see you that day because I had something to tell you," she blurted. Tyrone hummed in acknowledgment, his voice even. "What do you need my help with?" After everything that had happened, the frustration he once felt toward Heather had dissipated. It no longer mattered whether she genuinely cared for him or was merely using him. As long as she stayed by his side, that was enough. Stunned, Heather blinked in confusion. "I didn't want you to help me with anything. You misunderstood." The moment the words left her lips, Tyrone's expression turned cold. His gaze sharpened, and his posture stiffened. His voice, now cold, cut through the air. "Are you trying to break up again?" Heather was caught off guard. "Break up? Where did that even come from?" she thought, bewildered.Seeing her silence, Tyrone assumed his sus

Heather was scheduled to stay in the hospital for a few days of observation. Once their earlier tensions had eased, everything between them seemed sweet and light. That morning, Tyrone held Heather on the bed while scrolling through his phone to choose a sports car. Heather, meanwhile, was watching TV and messaging Ivy. "You scared me half to death! I just found out today that the car you were in fell into the river. How did you escape if you can't swim?" Ivy asked through text.Ivy, who had been busy with a show, had only seen the news about the crash that day. The report mentioned that Tyrone had organized a large-scale search and rescue operation on the river. Curious, Ivy checked with Seth and realized that Heather and Greg were involved. Heather explained to her that Tyrone had taught her to swim and recounted the events. Ivy replied, "You really need to thank Mr. Elkin. He's truly your lifesaver." This wasn't the first time Tyrone had saved her. He had come to her ai