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Chapter 154
In truth, Tyler was not really into Vicky.
Well, that was not entirely exact. Ever since he knew Vicky could play the piano, he did show her a little
affection. Otherwise, why would he choose that day to bed her after they had been sleeping on the
same bed together for so many nights?
Vicky knew there was no shortcut to a happy relationship. It was a huge improvement when he could
treat her as his wife and live peacefully together with her, so she should not ask for too much.
Maybe humans were always a greedy bunch...or maybe she was starting to recover the feelings she
had for him in her memory, which caused her to want more.
It was a very dangerous sign.
Tyler’s kiss was starting to become ferocious from being gentle when he realized Vicky was not paying
attention.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtVicky snapped out of her daze when she felt a tinge of pain. She looked into his eyes and felt like she
had fallen into an abyss. Every time she saw that look, she had a feeling she was about to suffocate.
Her instinct told her to keep away from him.
"Tyler, you have not eaten yet-mmph!"
Tyler’s lips seized hers once more.
A sexy, deep voice rang beside her ear. ’It's still hot. Let it cool a bit."
At first, she thought he only wanted a kiss. When she was thrown onto their king-size bed, she realized
something was wrong.
Immediately, she resisted him, saying, ’No, you haven't eaten yet..."
There seemed to be fire burning in Tyler's deep eyes, and Vicky felt like her body was burning when he
looked at her.
"Yeah," he spoke, voice low and husky, ’I'll eat you first and the food later."
He then bent down and kissed Vicky with his thin lips, ceasing Vicky's speech. The temperature in the
room suddenly rose.
When Tyler was about to go further, his phone rang abruptly. He ignored it as his kiss with Vicky
deepened. The ringing ended after no one picked it up, and the room returned to its quiet moment.
However, a few seconds later, the sharp ringtone rang urgently again. This time, they could not pretend
to ignore it.
Vicky pushed him away, her attractive cheeks tinted pink.
"You better answer the phone." Her breath was uneven. ’It's probably urgent."
If he did not answer it this time, she reckoned it would ring again.
Without a choice, Tyler let go of her and went to answer the phone. As soon as the phone was
connected, he heard a woman's voice...and what sounded like sobs.
"Sheila's condition is unstable. Her fever isn't going down, and I've sent her to the emergency ward.
Mister Tyler, please hurry over to see her!"
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It was almost midnight, so it was very quiet. Maggie wept anxiously over the phone, and Vicky could
hear it clearly from her place.
Tyler furrowed his brow and said plainly, ’Okay.”
Before Maggie said anything, he hung up the phone. He turned around and saw Vicky's clear eyes.
She looked at him. "Are you going?"
"Yes."
Vicky did not try to stop him and said, "You haven't eaten anything since the afternoon. Why don’t you
eat something before you go?"
Tyler made no moves.
"It's going to take just a few minutes," insisted Vicky. "I'm sure you have time for that no matter how
urgent it is."
Tyler knew she was doing it for his good.
His brow relaxed as he replied with a deep voice, "Alright."
Vicky felt slightly better.
Tyler sat on the sofa and picked up the bowl of soup.
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