Chapter 788
Vicky sneered inwardly as she was wondering why Tyler got home early.
She lowered her gaze. “Tyler, you know my body better than I do. I don’t really think… I can get pregnant again.”
She felt a lump in her throat and continued, “If you love children that much…”
She took a deep breath and met his brooding, dark eyes. “You might as well try it with someone else.”
He stared at her coldly as he said emotionlessly, “Who should I try to have a child with, then?”
Tension rose, and after a while, Vicky smiled. “I think my cousin, Gloria, is the perfect candidate.”
“Is that so?”
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she once had such a romantic history with you. I’m sure she’s a worthy match for you.”
“She does sound like a perfect candidate.” Tyler stared at her. “But I doubt she’ll be willing to sleep with me without
being married to me.”
“It’s simple if you want that resolved, isn’t it?”
“How should I resolve that?”
“You know the answer.”
“I don’t.” Tyler’s lips curled into a half-smile. “Why don’t you tell me, Missus Hart?”
Vicky clenched her fist and struggled to maintain the composed look on her face.
She studied the smirk on his lips and the cold look in his eyes before looking away wordlessly.
Every time she mentioned the word ‘divorce’, she would only end up suffering.
He lowered his head, his shadow looming over her as he muttered casually, “What’s with the silence, Missus Hart?”
His hot breath caressed her ear, and she instinctively tried to move away, but he took the opportunity to kiss her
ear.
Vicky stiffened and wanted to shove him away, but Tyler simply tightened his arms around her.
“Truth is, I don’t really care whether we have children. I only want one because that’s what you owe me, Vicky,” he
said hoarsely. “Before you pay your debt, you aren’t getting rid of me.”
He then lifted her off her feet and carried her into the bedroom.
…
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The next day, Vicky woke up dazedly at noon. Tyler was, as usual, nowhere to be found.
She struggled to get out of bed and saw the horrible state her body was in.
She had never expected Tyler to be such an insatiable beast, and it took her a while to appease the anger boiling
within her.
Vicky grabbed her phone and noticed that there was an unread message, and when she opened it, she found out
that it was from an unknown number.
[Your husband looked into me, as expected.]
Vicky narrowed her eyes and recalled the man from the night before.
[I’m sorry for the trouble.] She replied.
10 minutes later, the man replied.