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Chapter 1216
"My men will take a while to get here," said Tyler.
Vicky remained quiet for a while before saying, "You're hurt. Let me drive."
"I'm fine," he said coolly. "My vital organs are safe."
She frowned. "You can still bleed out."
"Would you care?"
"..." Vicky lowered her head in silence.
"Since you don't care, whether I die shouldn't matter to you," he said with a cold expression. "You've always wanted
to get rid of me, so you should be happy to see me die. After all, that means you can stop thinking of ways to get
away from me."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtRage coursed through Vicky at his words. "That's right, I desperately want to get as far as possible away from
you..." she gritted out. "I even wish that we never see each other again."
Tyler tightened his grip on the steering wheel, and the back of his hand, stained with blood, revealed faintly bulging
veins.
Tyler pursed his lips silently, but his gaze was extremely gloomy.
Vicky sneered, "You caused the car accident to make me lose my memory. You fabricated a bunch of lies to deceive
me, pretended to be the masked man to intimidate me, and then posed as a mysterious person to rescue and help
me. You proposed the divorce, yet that's another one of your plays... Tyler, don't tell me you have multiple
personalities!"
Tyler responded in displeasure, "Did Lincoln tell you all this?"
"Isn't it true?" Vicky asked.
There was a moment of silence from Tyler. "I didn't cause the car accident."
"So you did everything else, right?"
Tyler fell silent.
Vicky knew what his silence meant. She never meant to argue with him at this moment, but Tyler's attitude caused
her to lose her temper.
All the pain and struggle for years had all been over nothing. If only Tyler had just considered her feelings, they
would not have had so many conflicts.
She did not know how he truly felt about her in his heart and wondered if she was merely a toy to him.
The car sped along, but the atmosphere inside the car became increasingly tense.
"Vicky." After an unknown amount of time, Tyler's low, hoarse voice broke the silence. "I'm sorry."
"Do you ever feel like you've done something wrong?" Vicky turned her head and said mockingly, "I thought you'd
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admit to any mistakes."
Seemingly unsure of what to say, Tyler fell silent again.
Tyler never explained himself unless he was asked.
Vicky stared expressionlessly at the passing scenery outside the window. "How did you make me lose my memory?"
Her memories had fully recovered and recalled that she ran into a car accident because she was in a dazed state.
By the time she snapped out of her thoughts, she was already running into another car, so the accident did not
seem like it was intentionally caused.
At this point, Tyler no longer concealed the truth. "Hypnosis."
Although this had been investigated and confirmed, Vicky felt dumbfounded upon hearing him admit it.
"Why did you make me lose my memory?" she asked. "Why did you fabricate some fictional things to deceive me?"
After losing her memory, most of the things that Tyler told her were lies.
"You said I schemed to sleep with you, but isn't the person who helped me marry you none other than yourself? You
should've been well aware of the truth when I was pretending to be pregnant, right?"
He moved his lips and uttered a single word.
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