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
"I get it." Lincoln looked up with a gentle smile. "I don't blame him."Vicky studied his expression. "You don't?""All the conflicts between us two are nothing but a big misunderstanding." Lincoln sighed. "However, some misunderstandings can't be cleared by words alone, so it takes time." He shot her another warm smile. "Since he doesn't want me to know about this, I'll pretend like I don't know a thing, alright?"Seeing how understanding Lincoln was, Vicky became increasingly convinced that Tyler merely picked a fight with Lincoln over rumors.Vicky nodded. "Alright."At that moment, Angela returned after fetching lunch. Upon seeing Vicky, Angela hesitated for a moment before respectfully saying, "Miss Shaw, it's getting late. You should go downstairs and have your meal."It was clear that she was being urged to leave.Seeing that Lincoln was about to have his meal, Vicky did not plan on staying either.She stood up and said, "I'll take my leave then, Second Young Master. Rem
Lincoln remained quiet for a few moments. "Alright. You may go.""Mister Lincoln, should I start searching for the cure? The toxin that has accumulated in your body is mild at the moment, and we should be able to get rid of it easily," the person suggested."That won't be necessary." Lincoln smiled. "Avery Yeager values the looks of her partner, and with my face ruined, she won't hesitate to give up on our engagement, which works well for me. She hasn't seen Tyler before, and with my horrendous face there in comparison, I'm sure that...she'll switch targets in no time."...The next day, after finishing her lunch, Vicky was about to take a nap when she heard a commotion in the corridor.Soon, someone knocked on the door to Vicky's room."Miss Shaw," the servant said, panicking. "Missus Hart, for some reason, heard the news about Young Master Lincoln being here and barged in. We couldn't stop her..."After Old Mister Hart helped Vicky, he instructed all the servants here not to u