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Chapter 93
Vicky had spent enough time with Tyler to know what he was thinking. Thus, with a smile, she took out
a piece of cake from the lunch bag. "This is my lunch."
A small cake that was not even bigger than a palm.
Tyler frowned. "Are you so poor that you can't afford to buy lunch?"
"I ate too much for breakfast, so I don't feel like eating too much for lunch." Vicky tore the packaging. "I
think I'm going to get hungry quite early tonight.
Why don't you get off work earlier and we can have an early dinner?"
Tyler looked at her. "So that's what you're after?"
"Yes," Vicky nodded, admitting to it. "You don't want a disabled wife, do you? Come home early for
dinner. You'll be good, and I'll be good. It's a winwin situation, and everyone is happy."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Vicky, I can look for a new wife if you're disabled," Tyler replied.
She picked up the fork to scoop the cake. Her words were unclear with cake in her mouth as she
replied, "I'm not agreeing to the divorce. You can't get a new wife."
"You just said you're going to fully cooperate with me when we have a divorce," Tyler commented.
"You also said you didn't want a divorce and regretted it right away. I'm learning it from you," retorted
Vicky.
Tyler was so irked that he chuckled. "Vicky Shaw, are you playing tricks with me?"
"I'm not playing tricks." Vicky gazed at him. "Our three-month contract isn't over yet. Everything I'm
doing is reasonable. On the contrary, the CEO of
Hart Corporation is the one not keeping his word and is instead breaking his promise."
Tyler was speechless and could not be bothered to talk with her anymore.
At that moment, a series of knocks were heard on Tyler's door.
Knock, knock, knock!
"Come in," Tyler responded.
A beautiful woman pushed the door and walked in.
"Tyler, I bet you haven't had your lunch. I cooked your favorite food for you... n
Before Sheila could finish, she saw Vicky sitting on the sofa, and the smile on her face froze. "Oh, Miss
Shaw...you're here too."
Vicky's face was less happy when she saw Sheila. She looked at Vicky and thought, 'No wonder he
didn't want to eat the food I bought. He's expecting someone else to bring food to him.'
Tyler, meanwhile, was surprised to see Sheila showing up. "Why are you here?"
"I had a small accident when I was shooting yesterday, so I went to the hospital." Sheila's eyes
twinkled. "Coincidentally, I saw you and your assistant, but you both left before I could greet you." 1
She unintentionally gave Vicky a look and continued, "I asked the doctor, and he said you were having
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏman episode with your stomach again. I thought you might not be eating on time again lately, so I made
you some food that's good for your stomach.”
Vicky's eyes wavered when she heard what Sheila said. She asked unconsciously, "Your stomach was
not well again?"
Tyler said nothing.
Sheila smiled subtly. "I thought you were aware that Tyler's stomach wasn't well so you brought food to
him. I didn't know you didn't even know he was admitted to the hospital."
She looked at Vicky. "Miss Shaw, as your husband, Tyler was there to take care of you when you were
admitted to the hospital because you fell into the water and got hurt. As his wife, couldn't you even take
care of him when his stomach wasn't well?"
Sheila's expression and tone were gentle and yet, the look in her eyes was sharp like a needle. Her
words were condemning and criticizing too.
Vicky blinked her eyes and responded.
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