All Chapters of Doting on the Greenhorn: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

"What are you looking at?"Heather was still eating when Tyrone asked in his deep voice. She withdrew her gaze and smiled before saying, "I'm looking at the pavilion in the garden. The carvings on the roof of the pavilion are very lifelike."She pointed to the pavilion to show him.Tyrone just glanced at it indifferently. He wasn't interested in the carvings; he was only interested in chatting with her. "Did you study architecture?"Heather shook her head. "No, I didn't. I just read about ancient architecture before. Well, I actually wanted to study architecture in college, but I had to give up and switch to literature.""Why did you give up?""I didn't have enough money. Architecture is a major that requires a lot of dedication, but I needed time to work."The money the Snyders gave her hadn't been enough for tuition and living expenses, but she had felt embarrassed to ask them for more money. So, she had started working to earn her own.Heather's eyes looked a little sad when

They rode the buggy toward the rest area.Caleb said that Tyrone was in a meeting and it wouldn't be proper for her to disturb him, so she could only wait there.Heather looked toward the golf course, where she saw several people walking slowly with golf clubs on the wide green lawn.With just one glance, she spotted two men with similar height engaging in conversation. Her gaze fell on the man in white athleisurewear—Tyrone.From that distance, she couldn't see his face clearly, but his outstanding presence made him stand out in the crowd. There were about seven to eight people in the group, including two to three women. Anna was walking beside Tyrone when she suddenly staggered and looked like she was about to fall. It was then that Tyrone, who was standing beside her, reached out to catch her. They exchanged some words before Tyrone lifted her and walked toward the rest area."Ms. Sutton, it seems like Ms. Jenkins twisted her foot, right?" Caleb seemed to be explaining on beh

Caleb quickly found out the whereabouts of Macey and Whitney.Two hours ago, someone had entered the hospital and taken the two to a warehouse in the suburbs. People had been sent to rescue them. Whitney had been frightened and lost consciousness, while Macey had been injured. They were on their way back to the hospital."Did you find out who did it?" Tyrone asked expressionlessly."Mr. Elkin, the kidnappers escaped, and our people were busy rescuing the women. So, we haven't found out the kidnappers' background yet," Caleb responded respectfully.Tyrone's voice was very cold when he said, "You are becoming more inefficient lately!"Although Caleb had located Macey and Whitney in such a short time, Tyrone wasn't satisfied, making Caleb feel uneasy."Mr. Elkin, we will speed up the investigation!""I don't care how you do it. Find them!"Tyrone hung up the phone and stared at Heather with a dark expression. "They've been found. Go to the hospital!"With that, he walked out of

In the kitchen, Heather turned around to grab a soup bowl, only to suddenly see Tyrone standing not far away, startling her unexpectedly. "Mr. Elkin, are you done with your work?" Heather put down the ladle and awkwardly tugged at the hem of her shirt. "Sorry. My skirt got dirty, so I had to borrow your clothes." Although it wasn't the first time she had worn his clothes, Heather still felt embarrassed. No matter how much she tugged at the hem of the shirt, it could only cover up to the middle of her thighs. Tyrone narrowed his eyes. He liked seeing her wearing his clothes, but at this moment, he wondered if she intended to eat with him dressed like that. Heather shifted uncomfortably under his gaze. She quickly changed the subject. "Dinner will be ready soon. Why don't you go to the dining room and wait?" Tyrone's gaze swept over her bare legs, and the image of those legs wrapped around his waist flashed through his mind. Without another word, he walked to the dining

When Heather came to her senses again, she found herself in bed with Tyrone's body pressing down against her, making it impossible for her to escape. "Mr. Elkin!" He kissed her again, and Heather suddenly turned away, breathing heavily. Her thick eyelashes trembled violently. "You can't force me. It isn't time yet." Tyrone looked down at her with a dark, unreadable gaze. In fact, every time this happened, Heather was a little afraid of Tyrone. First, because at these times, she was no match for Tyrone. Second, because he made her hurt in bed. It was pleasurable at first, but later, all she felt was pain. No matter how much she hurt, Tyrone wouldn't let her go, so her memory of these encounters was just pain.Her fear had reached its limits. She had a burst of courage and turned to meet Tyrone's dark gaze. "Mr. Elkin, you should be a man of your word, right?" Tyrone stared at her with dark eyes and gritted coldly as he took her hand. "If you won't let me touch you, we