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Chapter 646
’ Mercy?" Tyler repeated sarcastically. "When have you ever shown mercy?"
Vicky studied the blurred figure before her eyes and chuckled. "Mercy doesn't solve any problem; it creates a
problem... The world is cruel, and people are all born with an instinct to avoid what hurts them...so I wont show any
mercy."
She reminded herself repeatedly to not show mercy and repeat the same mistake, or her life would be hellish.
"You've always been great at retreating at the perfect timing," he said, his voice sounding faint in her ears. "Or you
wouldn't have given up on me because of my family background, nor would I... We wouldn't have... This is all your
fault..."
Vicky was so drunk that she could barely hear what he was saying, but though she could not interpret all his words,
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtshe could tell the resentment and sorrow in the man's tone. It almost sounded like she had wronged him in the
past.
She recalled how upset Tyler would become whenever they talked about the past, and he would always say that she
owed him.
Whenever she heard this, her heart would feel heavy, and she would be rendered speechless because she did not
know what happened in the past.
Her ignorance irritated her with no end.
"Stop it..." She held her head with a dazed look in her eyes. "I don't remember... I don't remember anything..."
He quieted down, and silence fell over the room as Vicky started to drift back to sleep again.
"Forget everything, then," he said, as Vicky fell into a sweet slumber.
The next day, Vicky woke up with a pounding headache.
She had drunk far too much wine, and the hangover was killing her.
She massaged her temples and fumbled to get out of bed, only to realize she was in someone's arms.
A handsome face came into her sight. His eyes were closed, and his long lashes cast a shadow over his under-eyes.
His arm was wrapped around his waist forcefully.
Tyler? He came home?' she thought.
Vicky had no memories of the night before and did not know when Tyler returned home.
Tyler looked less predatory in his sleep but looked just as cold as he was most of the time.
She gazed down and noticed that the pajamas she was wearing were different from the ones she put on the night
before.
Her heart sank as she lifted her pajamas to check her skin underneath, and she gasped and clenched her fists. 'He
is a scum!'
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmEnraged, Vicky threw his arm off and Tyler immediately woke up, his eyes clear without any sign of drowsiness.
"What are you doing?"
Vicky moved to get out of bed with a cold look on her face.
He scowled and grabbed her by the wrist to pull her backward. "You caused a big scene yesterday. You slapped
Gloria and humiliated her in public. You weren't the one who suffered, so why are you so upset now?"
She lifted an eyebrow. "What's wrong? Do you feel sorry for her? If that's the case, you should've stayed with her
last night instead of coming back here."
The thought that Tyler had taken advantage of her drunken state the night before disgusted her, and she
desperately wanted a shower.
Seeing the disgust in her eyes, Tyler sneered. "She's hardly as entertaining as you are."
She jolted and did not realize what he was referring to until a few moments later. The disgust in her eyes
intensified. "You disgust me, Tyler Hart!"
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