Vicky's eyes widened as she quickly turned on the bedside lamp. As the light illuminated the room, she also caught a strong scent of alcohol.Once she saw who barged into her room, Vicky's face turned pale with anger."Tyler, how did you get in?!" she exclaimed.She locked the door before going to sleep, yet he somehow managed to enter her room.'He hasn't changed one bit. He still treats me with disregard and bullied me, just like before,' she growled mentally."How did I get in, you ask?" The man pocketed the key he held in his hand. "Naturally...I walked in."He seemed to have consumed a considerable amount of alcohol, and with his approach, the scent of alcohol in the air grew stronger.The dim bedside lamp reflected off his unfocused eyes. His voice remained cold, but there was lethargy to it that was not usually present.Tyler quickly approached her bedside, his tall and sturdy body pressing down heavily on her, before leaning in and starting to kiss her. After a while, h
Vicky chuckled lightly, her gaze icy and condescending. "After Cece and Jennifer left Zendonia, you realized there was nothing left to threaten me with, so you joined forces with the Harrisons to put up a whole act to toy with my feelings. They won me over, and you proceeded to use the Harrisons to manipulate and control me..."Tyler's gaze flickered, and he fell silent. Vicky knew she was right. She had no weakness left, but he could create one for her. If it were not for the security guard assuming she was late that day and letting her in without informing anyone, no one knew how much longer she would have been deceived.The guilt she felt for being involved with the Harrisons seemed laughable at this point, especially after she went to the lengths to agree to Tyler's demands for the sake of the Harrisons.Had she remained in the dark, Tyler would continue to use the Harrisons to pressure her, forcing her to comply with unreasonable requests."Tyler, your world consists of nothin
Tyler refused to let go of the past yet also refused to release her and begin a new life, so Vicky could not help but wonder if he enjoyed the torture.Tyler's gaze flickered slightly, and he remained silent for a long time.Just when Vicky thought he did not even know what he wanted, Tyler finally spoke. "Let's...give it another try.""Why? So that you can dump me again once you get tired of it?""That won't happen this time."Vicky laughed, but there was no trace of amusement in her eyes. "I won't trust you again, and I don't want to be with you anymore.""Is it because of Lincoln?""Tyler, whenever something doesn't turn out the way you want it to, you always think it's someone else's fault and never consider your mistakes. Just look at what you're saying now... Is there even a moment when you feel like you've done wrong?" Vicky asked, her tone affirmative as she knew Tyler too well.For Tyler, as long as it was something he wanted to do, even if it meant resorting to any me
Vicky was stunned in disbelief at the fact that Tyler actually compromised and wondered if he would return to her room in a while.The door to her bedroom closed, and silence loomed over the space once again.Vicky remained seated on the bed for a long while after that, but there were no other noises, indicating that Tyler was truly gone....The next day, after finishing her morning routine, Vicky went to Lincoln's room.Lincoln was already awake and smiled as she entered. "Vicky, did you rest well yesterday?"Vicky absentmindedly nodded. "I'm fine."In truth, she did not sleep too well.After Tyler left last night, she could not fall asleep, worrying that he might come into her room under the influence of alcohol. However, her worries were unfounded as the night remained peaceful.Naturally, Vicky did not mention any of this to Lincoln and asked, "Since you're injured, it's best to eat something light. Do you have any dietary restrictions? I'll inform the kitchen."Lincoln
Vicky sneered. "Well, it's all thanks to you that I have the chance to flirt around and strengthen my bond with Lincoln, won't you say?""..." Tyler was instantly rendered speechless.Vicky looked away and started preparing the meal. Tyler, on the other hand, stood quietly behind her, his gaze piercing. She could feel his gaze on her without turning around.Vicky trembled slightly. Tyler had traumatized her so much that she felt overwhelmed by anxiety whenever he looked at her.She forced her composure and continued to wash the ingredients."Vicky," a deep, melodious voice suddenly sounded after what felt like an eternity. "Go rest. I'll take care of it."Vicky's eyebrows twitched. "What did you say?""Didn't you say you were preparing breakfast for Lincoln? I'll handle it," Tyler replied.Vicky repeated in a daze, "You'll handle it?"Tyler pushed her aside. "I'm the one who injured him, so I'll take responsibility for it."The fact that he even acknowledged that he injured s
With that, Lincoln picked up the spoon and scooped a spoonful of soup into his mouth.Vicky stared intently at Lincoln's expression. "How does it taste? Do you feel any discomfort?"Lincoln gave Vicky a curious look. "It's delicious, and I feel fine."Vicky's worry remained. "Really? You're not lying to me, are you?""Of course not," Lincoln replied, puzzled. "Vicky, what's wrong with you?""It's nothing." Vicky's gaze flickered. "I was just worried...that it might not suit your taste."Vicky did not quite believe that Tyler would be so kind and tasted the soup before serving it to Lincoln.She did not notice anything unusual but was still worried that Tyler might have added something that Lincoln could be allergic to. The truth, however, proved that she was overly suspicious."It's delicious." Lincoln's voice was warm. "This is the best breakfast I've ever had."As Vicky looked at Lincoln's face glittered with bruises, she ultimately chose not to reveal the truth, knowing tha
Tyler sneered. "Once the Yeagers get here, arrange for them to stay with Old Mister Hart. Also...""Do you need anything else?" Harry asked."Prepare some relaxant for me."Harry was taken aback and asked, "Are you suffering from insomnia again, Mister Hart?""It's not for me," replied Tyler casually. "Also, find me some sort of toxin that's hard to detect. It'll be ideal if it can cause inflammation on someone's face that can't be healed. I need it to destroy someone's face, if possible."Harry took a moment to digest what had been said. His voice trembled as he asked, "Mister Hart, are you planning to use these things...on Miss Shaw?"'If that's the case, it'd truly be insane and cruel,' Harry added inwardly.Tyler's gaze flickered, and he met Harry's terrified gaze.Originally, he prepared these things to be used on Lincoln, but he was inspired by Harry's question.Even if he did not have to compete with Lincoln over Vicky, Harvey, Alex, and many other men were out there. H
The caregiver was professional, so Vicky did not suspect her explanation.Due to the rest Lincoln had been getting, his wounds began to heal rapidly.One day, Vicky saw Angela going down the stairs to cook lunch and realized that Lincoln was probably awake, so she decided to check on him.In recent times, Lincoln would often be in deep sleep whenever she went to see him, so she had not been able to speak with him.Vicky knocked on the door and went inside with Lincoln's permission."Vicky." Lincoln beamed when he saw Vicky. "You're here."Vicky nodded and was about to say something when Lincoln's phone rang.He glanced at the screen of his phone and his expression darkened.With another glance at Vicky, Lincoln answered the call. "Mother."On the other end of the phone, Valencia's worried voice came through. "Lincoln, where have you been all these days? You didn't come home, and you didn't answer the phone. I was so worried that I thought something happened to you. I even cons