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Chapter 875
Tyler did not say anything. He simply remained sitting beside Vicky's bed.
Vicky looked at Tyler with a puzzled expression on her face and saw how intently he was staring back at her with his
ocean-blue eyes; eyes that were filled with scrutiny, questions, and many other complicated emotions.
She thought there was something on her face, so she instinctively rubbed her face.
"Is there something on my face?" she asked.
"No."
"Then...why are you looking at me like that?"
"I was just thinking why you're not surprised at all after you found out what I had been through in my life," asked
Tyler with a smile that did not reach his eyes. "Could it be you knew about it already?"
The corners of Vicky's eyes started to twitch. Whether it was before or after she had lost her memory, Tyler never
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtbrought up his life story with her. She, too, did not tell him that she had met Valencia many years before.
Her eyelashes quivered slightly as she calmly answered, "I met Old Mister Hart a few days ago, and that was when I
found out everything. That's why I wasn't surprised at all."
"Is that so?"
"I have no reason to lie to you."
"Then, do you have anything you want to ask me?"
The room was brightly lit, but it was not glaring. At that moment, both of them could see each other's expressions
very clearly.
Vicky noticed his bloodshot eyes and realized he must not have gotten enough rest in all the time that she went
missing. Her heart went out to him.
"Go to sleep. We can talk about it tomorrow," she said softly.
Tyler looked silently at her, and after a few seconds, he finally got up.
"Okay, you sleep early, too. Good night."
The next day, Vicky felt dizzy and sore all over the moment she opened her eyes.
Tyler was nowhere to be seen, and while this was a common occurrence, she could not help but feel a faint sense
of loss for some reason. It was an emotion she rarely felt before.
She touched her forehead and realized the fever had subsided a little. Then, she tried to get out of bed, wanting to
take a shower.
Last night, she wanted to take a bath, but Tyler would not allow her, so she had to give up the idea in the end. She
could not find her shoes since she was carried into the
room. Fortunately, the carpet on the floor was clean enough for her to walk on, and she was grateful she did not
have to walk on cold ground.
She had just taken a few steps when the bedroom door was pushed open. Tyler walked in with a tray in his hand,
and on the tray was a bowl of chicken soup.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmA frown appeared on his face when he saw Vicky was about to go into the bathroom.
"Vicky Shaw, what do you think you're doing?" he asked coldly as he strode toward Vicky. His handsome face
seemed to have a layer of frost on top of it, and his vibe was so oppressive that it seemed to have created a black
hole.
Vicky was startled at first, and she backed away when she saw him coming for her. She must have been too
flustered or too weak because her legs betrayed her at the last moment, and she fell to the ground.
Tyler's pupils became pinpoints. He quickly put the tray on the table before picking her up from the ground.
"Did you hurt yourself?" His jaws stiffened as he pursed his thin lips tightly.
He examined every inch of her body to make sure she did not suffer any injury.
The sun's rays shone on his face, highlighting his perfect and angular jawline.
Vicky's heart skipped a beat, and she became dumbstruck while looking at this handsome profile.
Seeing that Vicky had not spoken a word since she fell, Tyler turned around to look at her and was met with a pair
of swooning eyes.
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