Loving You In Secret

Chapter 1215

Chapter 1215

A bullet struck the rear-viewing mirror and shattered it.

Tyler's eyes widened at the sight of the sniper who fired the shot. A tinge of urgency seeped into his voice as he

commanded, "Get in the car-"

Bang!

Before the words had even left his lips, another bullet flew past.

Tyler swiftly pushed Vicky away, and the bullet landed on the ground behind her. He narrowed his eyes at the

realization that the target was not him but Vicky instead.

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His suspicion was confirmed as gunshots erupted from different directions, zooming toward Vicky at a speed that

was too fast to dodge. Among them, a bullet was aimed at Vicky's head.

Vicky watched as the bullet raced toward her, her life flashing before her eyes.

At that moment, Tyler sidestepped and shielded Vicky, blocking the bullet. His body tensed momentarily.

Warm blood splattered onto Vicky’s face, leaving her staggered.

"You..." Vicky began to speak, but Tyler forcefully pushed her into the car.

"Get in the car first."

Thump! The door slammed shut.

Instead of immediately getting into the car, Tyler fired several shots in a certain direction as bullets continued to hit

the passenger door sporadically.

Vicky realized that she was the intended target. Lincoln's men's ultimate goal was to kill Tyler, but since they could

not get to Tyler, they shifted their focus onto her.

Throughout their way out, Tyler remained unharmed, but as soon as the attackers redirected their firepower to

Vicky, he was injured.

It seemed that killing her proved more effective than directly confronting Tyler.

After dealing with the hidden sniper, Tyler quickly got into the car and started it swiftly.

Tyler remained composed as he gripped the steering wheel steadily. "Don't be afraid," he said, his voice clear and

sound. "I won't let anything happen to you."

Vicky's lips trembled, but she could not find the words to speak.

Suddenly, her gaze swept over a red stain on Tyler's fingertips.

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Blood dripped down his slender fingers, and she remembered that he had taken a bullet for her when they were

about to get into the car.

"Tyler," Vicky said hoarsely. "You're hurt."

Tyler narrowed his eyes and spotted the concern in her eyes, his lips curling into a faint smile. "I'm fine. Don't

worry."

Vicky moved her lips but did not say a word.

It was a moment of life or death, and she had no time to think about anything else.

Despite her silence, Tyler seemed insistent on getting verbal confirmation from her. "Vicky, you still care about me,

don't you?"

She turned her head away. "Have you called for backup? When will your backup get here?"

Tyler's expression darkened when he realized she was running from confrontation.