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Chapter 1347
"Tyler would usually get really angry and irritated."
"Is he like that typically?"
"No. He doesn't get influenced by most things," replied Vicky.
"Have you brought up divorce numerous times throughout your marriage?" Isabella asked.
Vicky twitched, causing the water in her glass to spill as she muttered, "I lost count."
Isabella continued to make her notes and did not ask another question for a long while after that.
There was only the sound of her scrabbling away in the room. Sometime later, she looked up at Vicky. "Missus Hart,
you may continue to describe the events after the car accident."
As Vicky recounted the events of Tyler standing in the rain on the rooftop and waking up with amnesia, Isabella's
expression grew serious as she set her pen down.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSeeing her stop writing, Vicky's heart sank. "Doctor Yelmon, why did you stop taking notes?"
"Missus Hart, you are the most ruthless woman I have ever met," Isabella said, her face still.
Vicky lowered her head silently.
Isabella picked up the cup of water from the coffee table, took a sip, and apologized. "I'm sorry. I've lost my
composure."
"You're right. It is my fault," Vicky replied.
Isabella looked at the young woman before her, whose face had turned as pale as a sheet, and sighed gently.
"Mister Hart is about the same age as my younger brother, and he helped my family. In my heart... He's like a
younger brother to me, so I suppose I have a biased perspective toward him.
I hope you won't hold it against me, Missus Hart."
"No, I won't. I appreciate your genuine concern for him, and I'm grateful." Vicky smiled. "His own adoptive parents
and biological parents never cared for him the way you do."
Isabella picked up her pen again. "If I'm not mistaken, Missus Hart, you met Mister Hart in Molivia, right? You were
the first person to enter his heart and show genuine concern for him."
"But in the end, the person who hurt him the most...was me," Vicky said, feeling somewhat lost. "If it weren't for me
back then, would he...?"
"Do you think that if Mister Hart had met someone else, someone who treated him as well as you did, he would've
loved her just as much as he loves you, Missus Hart?" Isabella asked.
Vicky fell silent, her expression tacitly acknowledging Isabella's words.
She had thought countless times that if that person had been Gloria, Tyler might not turn out the way he did.
"In this world, familial love, friendship, and even romantic love can be replicated, but the same cannot be done for
people. Even two identical twins are considered two different individuals. With Mister Hart's status and position, a lot
of people might've genuinely wanted to treat him well, care for him, and bring warmth to his life. However, that
doesn't mean he'd accept just anyone. For him, the unknown is equivalent to taking a risk, like relinquishing the
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmdecisionmaking power to someone else. When he finally accepts someone, he'll be more cautious than an ordinary
person."
Vicky was taken aback, feeling a tinge of shame deep inside. "I'm sorry."
Isabella reassured her, "At your age, it's understandable to not fully understand how emotions work."
They soon returned to the topic at hand.
The morning passed as Vicky recounted past events with Isabella asking relevant questions.
When lunchtime arrived, Vicky invited Isabella to have lunch at the restaurant. However, Isabella declined, saying,
"Ask your assistant to order lunch for us. I have some things to discuss in detail with you, Missus Hart, and it's not
convenient to do so in public."
Isabella's refusal indicated that the situation was more complicated than Vicky had imagined.
She nodded and had Cece order two lunches. Meanwhile, Isabella organized the information she had written in her
notebook.
Since she had recorded Tyler's condition five years ago, analyzing and summarizing his medical history was not too
difficult for her.
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