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Chapter 1149
The taste of blood filled their mouths, and Tyler paused.
Neither of them could see each other's face in the dark, and only his eyes glittered.
"I asked the doctors," he said hoarsely, his voice echoing in the quiet night. "You have fully recovered, so it's going
to be fine."
Click!
The light on the nightstand was lit, and he gazed at her. "Are you worried that I'm turning the lights off because I
don't want to look at your face?"
Vicky looked away. "I..."
Tyler somehow countered every excuse she could come up with, and she found herself speechless.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtTyler lowered his head to kiss her again, and Vicky instinctively turned her head so that his kiss landed on her
cheek.
Instantly, tension rose in the air.
Vicky lowered her gaze, knowing that Tyler was upset without looking at him.
After a few moments of silence, she spoke truthfully, "Can you give me some more time? I'm... I'm still scared from
what happened last time."
The air froze in an instant.
"I’m sorry." It took him a while, but he finally spoke, his voice even huskier. "I was wrong about what happened last
time." Tyler sat up and slowly moved away from her. "I'll go take a shower."
He knew they still had a long life together ahead of them, so he reminded himself that there was no point in
rushing.
With that, he got up and headed toward the bathroom.
As Vicky watched his tall figure as he stepped away, she was dazed.
Tyler had always done as he pleased and never cared about her well-being or emotions, so she thought he would
ignore her wishes just as he had done so many times.
To her surprise, he actually spared her.
After a while, the man emerged from the bathroom and returned to bed, falling asleep wordlessly with her in his
arms.
The next day, Vicky went to a nearby park to get some fresh air alongside Angela.
Standing on the bridge, Vicky looked at the calm surface of the water, her mind filled with thoughts of the person
who poisoned her.
'Was it Valencia, Avery, Old Mister Hart, or...someone else?' she thought.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThere were too many people with reasons to poison her, and Vicky was clueless.
Suddenly, a clear female voice sounded from behind. "Oh, Ms. Shaw?"
Vicky turned her head, and Avery approached her elegantly.
Taking in the hat, sunglasses, and mask Vicky was wearing, Avery gasped in surprise. "What happened to you? It's
so hot today, so why are you wearing such a thick hat?" She was smiling, but her gaze seemed unfriendly. "Lincoln
has developed a rash on his face, and he can't be exposed to light or wind. Ms. Shaw, why are you wearing all
these? Are you trying to share his suffering and hardship?"
Facing Avery's sarcastic words, Vicky remained expressionless. "Miss Yeager, you came to visit me not long ago, so
you should be aware of my persistent high fever. Now that my health is just starting to recover, it's only natural that
I avoid the wind and wear a slightly thicker hat. Is that so strange?"
"If you can't be exposed to wind, then why don't you rest in your room? Why go out and cause trouble for yourself
and others?" Avery asked pointedly.
With that, Avery walked a few steps closer to Vicky and snatched her hat off.
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