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Chapter 163
Maggie sneered, "Vicky Shaw, what else can you do except play pity with Mister Hart?"
"I don't know what you're talking about," Vicky replied.
"You don't?" Amused by Vicky's naive facade, Maggie's gaze hardened like ice. "Aren't you going to tell
Mister Hart Sheila is forcing you to want a divorce?"
Vicky smiled. "Miss Perez, there's something you've misunderstood. First of all, I don't want to have a
divorce with Tyler, and Sheila can't force me to do that. Secondly, you're the one who said Tyler and I
are in debt to Miss Young, and we should pay our debt. Last of all, Miss Young wants to be Tyler’s wife
so badly, yet she refuses to be the bad person here... She certainly plays a good game for being the
good person who gets what she wants without getting her hands dirty."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe looked at Sheila, who was leaning on the headboard. Sheila's face did look pale, but overall, she
was in good spirits. It looked like she had recovered a lot recently.
Vicky smiled coldly. "Even if you push all the blame to me and create a pure, clean image for Miss
Young, do you think Tyler will believe that? Do you think Tyler is that dumb?"
Maggie was infuriated by Vicky's sarcastic words. "Vicky Shaw! Don't you come here and swagger! If
Sheila's condition worsens because of you, do you believe-'
"Oh, I do, don't worry. I know you'll tell Tyler. I also believe Miss Young’s condition will worsen because
I showed up here uninvited and said many horrible things, provoking Miss Young.
"How pitiful Miss Young is, though. Because of Tyler, you have to endure so much pain. Not only did
Missus Hart not understand it, but she even came all the way here to swagger. So inconsiderate, so
cruel, and so heartless."
Maggie was so angry that she did not know what to say. Sheila's face also looked terrible.
At that moment, the ward fell dead silent. Vicky stood there, but she was not jealous, angry, or
infuriated. She was not embarrassed, crazy, or hysterical after what happened recently.
Every word she said pricked Sheila's heart like a needle. After a second of silence, Sheila was the one
who broke it. "Since you're here now, you must have something you want to tell me."
"That's right," Vicky admitted honestly. "I just want to see why you're panicking when you always know
how to do the right thing at the right moment."
"Panicking? Are you talking about me?" Sheila was amused. "If you're not panicking, would you have
come?"
Vicky stood still and looked at Sheila from a condescending angle.
"Miss Young, you're hurt because of Tyler. That’s why I didn't come to look for you when you looked for
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmhim even when it was in the middle of the night. I didn't say a word about it. Nonetheless, there's a
point where enough is enough. You always know the limit, even when you and I had some
contradictions before. Since it is already in the past, I won’t mention it. But..." i
She lowered her head and stared at Sheila dead in the eye. Her gaze was sharp and ferocious as if
they were her deadliest weapon.
"Miss Young, the smartest way is to let him feel sorry for you forever and not waste the guilt he felt. I
believe not many men—in fact, not many people -would like to be asked to come with just a phone call
when he wants to rest after a tiring day. I also believe no person would like to wake up by a call during
his deep sleep and not rest for the whole night.
"No man will like a woman who keeps fussing, too. Am I right? And..."
Vicky smiled. "There are some things Tyler isn't in the position to say, but I can. Do you understand?"
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