Tyrone looked annoyed and wanted to fight. The two men knelt down and begged for mercy, saying that they wouldn't dare to do it again, only to break in for the sake of friendship.

Tyrone's breath was so cold that even his eyes could freeze into ice!

"I don't like uninvited guests, and if there's another time, I can't guarantee that you'll get out unharmed. Now, you can get out!"

The two men, as if granted amnesty, were just short of kowtowing in gratitude.

"Wait, apologize to her before you get out." Tyrone pointed in Sienna's direction.

The two grown men did as they were told and fled as if someone was chasing them from behind, giving them the courage to break in again.

Sienna still felt the pain in her hand, throbbing, but not as intense as before.

"Sorry for dirtying your floor. I'll be able to clean it up soon." She was very sensible, as if she had really done something wrong.

Such a Sienna adds a touch of weakness, which makes Tyrone reluctant to drive her away.

"Come here!" He ordered.

Sienna turned back into an innocent kitten.

"What's up? I've already apologized. '

"Let me see your wound. If it gets infected, you'll have to complain about me later." Tyrone said crossly.

"Oh."

Sienna took a step forward, only to find that the blood drop beneath her feet was still fresh and almost caused her to slip, catching her off guard.

Fortunately Tyrone was in time to catch her, but Sienna lost her balance and threw herself onto him, and they both fell down.

Tyrone felt a heavy sensation in his back, but it didn't hurt much. However, the softness on his body felt good and was very elastic.

Sienna fell completely into his arms and forgot to be afraid and couldn't bear to get up.

Tyrone caught a faint smell of blood and frowned.

"You'd better clean the floor first."

He said that to ease the embarrassment.

Sienna finally managed to get up from him, blushing and not looking at his face. Their postures were so ambiguous that she blushed and her heart raced at the thought of them, unable to contain her excitement.

"Thank you." She thanked him obediently.

Tyrone said indifferently, "No need!"

At this moment, a slight ripple welled up in Sienna's heart for no reason. Even though her palm was still aching, it could be ignored. In the end, he was still kind-hearted and didn't immediately drive her out.

Tyrone went to the door and heard that there was no movement outside. Then he opened the door and saw that there was no one outside. He turned around and saw that she was looking for something everywhere.

"Stop looking. The things you want are not here."

'Oh, keep a little in reserve.' She kindly suggested.

Tyrone closed the door and walked back to her, in a soft voice: "Let me see your hand."

Sienna reached out to show him that the bleeding had stopped, but the dark red wound was conspicuous, a long, thin one near the tiger's mouth.

Tyrone gave her a astonished look. The wound was not shallow, but she acted as if nothing had happened, either pretending to be strong or too much to bear the pain.

"Would you like to go to the hospital?" He asked her.

"No, I can handle it myself." She replied straightforwardly.

In fact, Sienna is a very independent woman who makes her own decisions no matter what, and faces hardships and difficulties optimistically.

Especially when it comes to Rory, she always makes her own decisions. From the moment she became pregnant with him, Sienna has mentally prepared herself for everything, including how to raise him, how to face doubts, and how to find the life she wants.

"Are you sure?

"Are there any anti-inflammatory drugs here? Two will do. I have a good constitution and it works."

Tyrone started looking for medicine and actually found a box of cephalosporin.

Sienna looked at the ingredients and the expiration date, and took two pills. But in less than half an hour, she started vomiting, having diarrhea and shivering all over.

Tyrone, seeing something was wrong, carried the person into the elevator.

Sienna nestled in his arms, feeling his heartbeat, she comforted him instead, saying, "I'm fine. Don't worry. It might be a drug rejection reaction."

"Don't talk. I'll be in the hospital soon."

Tyrone doesn't understand where the worry in his heart comes from. He just wants to deal with the immediate trouble quickly. This woman is really a nuisance.

The hospital was not far away, Tyrone thought it was troublesome to drive, so he just carried her over. She wasn't heavy, but he had plenty of physical strength.

On the busy street, people were looking at them and whispering to each other, probably envious of a man carrying a princess and a woman, but it wasn't himself.

His act moved Sienna so much that if such a man were to be nice to a woman, what kind of affection would it be?

Unconsciously, her yearning for Tyrone grew deeper and stronger, and her desire to be close to him became so intense that she could not be driven away.

After a thorough examination, Sienna was in good condition and only needed one intravenous infusion. However, the doctor's advice is for the patient to rest well for two days, and it would be better if she could go out for a walk.

Sienna was touched by the fact that Tyrone stayed by her side all the time and didn't leave halfway. She always felt that he cared about her.

Just as she was about to get her intravenous drip, Tyrone's phone rang. It was Delilah calling to ask about her decision on whether to go on vacation or not.

"I'll accept the invitation, but there's one condition, my old grandpa wants to go on vacation too. If you don't agree, then forget it." He doesn't force people.

Delilah could only agree to this condition and make an appointment to leave early tomorrow morning, and if he liked it, he could stay there for a few more days, nothing would be a problem.

"Who is it? Sienna asked deliberately.

"Delilah."

'Oh.' Sienna lowered her head, and within two seconds she looked up at him: "Do you need me to do something?"

Taking the initiative is the way to go!

Tyrone nodded and said, "All right." Since you're free anyway, come back and help me look after Grandpa. Remember, don't say anything that shouldn't be said!"

Sienna happily agreed with a smile.

She was filled with anticipation at the thought of seeing the old House of Debois so soon. She heard that he was a lovely and respectable old man, and for her long-term goal, she would take on one person at a time.

The next day Sienna's body had recovered and the wound on her hand was no longer painful.

The first time she met Grandpa House of Debois, she was so polite that she knew how to cheer him up and kept telling jokes in the car, ignoring Tyrone's warning looks time and again.

"Hahaha!" Valentine, with a dazzling smile, said, "Tyrone, you really have a treasure in your house!"

"Grandpa, you can't say this nonsense!"

Tyrone was so nervous that his hand holding the steering wheel tightened.

"You're really good, kid!" "Grandpa's words are good to listen to, I'm at this age, and I'm after this day." Valentine said with great relief.

It was obvious that Valentine was very pleased with Sienna, whether it was his appearance or his heart, as long as it was chosen by his grandson, he could do it in any way.