In the depths of Vicky's eyes, a gleam of icy coldness emerged. "It's almost like you injured me and expect me to thank you simply because you helped bandage my wounds! Tyler, you're too full of yourself!"Tyler gazed at her, noticing her eyes and demeanor growing colder by the moment. It felt as if a heavy weight had lodged itself in his chest.He initially planned to appease Vicky and convince her to leave on her own accord, but it seemed he could not wait any longer, and Tyler decided that he had to take her away immediately.As for whether she would be willing to stay by his side, he was confident that he could find a way.With this thought in mind, Tyler grabbed her wrist, preparing to forcibly take her away. "Come with me. Let's leave this place."Vicky was taken aback, quickly realizing that he could no longer keep up the act and that his true nature was exposed once again."Tyler, let go of me!" Vicky struggled to free herself from his grip. "You said before that you woul
The pale look on Vicky's face and the way she trembled pushed Tyler closer to snapping. His expression darkened as he pursed his lips. "So, you're willing to leave with me?"Despite his grim expression, his tone was indifferent, devoid of any emotional fluctuations.Vicky's attention was completely drawn to the gun in Tyler's hand, and she did not notice that something was wrong. Worried that he might actually shoot, she nodded. "Yes, I'm willing to go with you."Tyler smiled ominously, and his eyes were filled with chilling coldness. "I've cajoled and pursued you for so long, and you've been unwilling to go back with me, yet you're now agreeing to leave with me simply for Lincoln's sake."Vicky sensed the sarcasm in his words and anxiously looked at Tyler. "Tyler, can you put the gun down, please? Let's talk this out."Tyler chuckled lightly, mocking her. "If I put the gun down, would you still be willing to go with me?""Tyler, I..." Vicky was about to say something when Lincol
Tyler started to lose track of what he truly wanted.Vicky observed Tyler anxiously, worrying that he might be provoked to shoot."Vicky." Lincoln's voice sounded behind her. "I don't need you to protect me." He pulled Vicky to stand behind him and continued, "I'm the one who's supposed to protect you."Vicky paled. "Lincoln, don't be reckless..."He interrupted her. "I'm not being reckless. This is a decision that I made after a long thought process." He lowered his head to gaze at her gently. "This time, I'm not letting anyone take you away, even if it costs me my life.""..." Vicky found herself at a loss for words.Tyler despised Lincoln to the core. If Lincoln were to confront him head-on, it would only result in his untimely demise without any positive outcome."Lincoln..." Vicky wanted to calm him down, but before she could utter a word, a burst of chilling, low laughter abruptly broke the silence."Have I interrupted an intimate conversation between you two?"Vicky tur
Smoke oozed from the gun, and Tyler muttered in a chilling voice, "You asked me what I want, and now I'm telling you that..." He stared intently at Lincoln, who lay sprawled on the ground in a pool of his blood, and drawled, "I want him dead."Vicky had childhood friends, ex-boyfriends, and even an ex-fiance in the past, but she never cared so much about someone the way she cared for Lincoln. Even Tyler himself had never been treated with such concern.With the sole intention of killing Lincoln, he raised his arm once again.Vicky's heart sank.Her body instinctively reacted, and she stood in front of Tyler. "If you really want to kill him, then kill me too!"Tyler's eyebrows furrowed. "What?"Vicky's fingers curled tightly together as she repeated each word with determination, "If you want to kill him, then kill me too!"Tyler was momentarily stunned.He knew she would never let him kill Lincoln, but he did not expect her to be willing to die for him. No, saying that she wante
'So, this is how much she cares about Lincoln,' Tyler thought gloomily.Sensing Tyler's gaze on her, Vicky scowled. "Tyler...""I won't give up." He stared at her and said, "Not even if it means the death of me."Before Vicky could say anything else, he backed away and turned to leave....Due to the fact that Lincoln's gunshot wound was only in his shoulder and not life-threatening, his surgery ended swiftly.Vicky initially wanted to visit Lincoln, but the way Tyler looked at her before he left the Harts' mansion overwhelmed her with anxiety. If she were to leave the mansion, she knew she would likely be taken away by the guards stationed outside.Vicky had no choice but to stay at the mansion and wait for news.A week later, Lincoln was discharged from the hospital and returned to the mansion. Out of concern for any further accidents involving Lincoln, Valencia ordered the bodyguards to surround her residence, not allowing anyone or anything to enter.Apart from blocking Vi
Tyler had completely gone off the radar, but both Old Mister Hart and Vicky knew that Tyler was not avoiding the blame; he simply did not think that shooting Lincoln was a big deal.Spotting the solemn look on Vicky’s face, Old Mister Hart smiled. "Don't worry about Tyler. Since Lincoln hasn't been killed, I suppose this matter will be ignored."Vicky, however, was not as optimistic as he was. "Missus Hart loves Lincoln, and considering her personality, I don't think she'll let this pass.""Indeed, Valencia isn't a woman who would let this go, but..." Old Mister Hart narrowed his eyes slyly. "Even if she wants to cause a scene, she won't be able to do so. This isn't Molivia, so she doesn't get to do as she pleases. If she ends up upsetting Tyler, Tyler won't spare her just because she is his mother."...In another room, Valencia's expression changed as she entered and saw Lincoln standing by the window, basking in the sunlight. "Lincoln, why are you out of bed again? Your wound h
"Listen to me first." Lincoln's voice was tranquilizing. "I understand that you don't want me to be wronged, but letting this go is our only choice.""Lincoln, are you saying this because you don't want me to go after Vicky?""That's not it," Lincoln said calmly. "Mom, have you forgotten where we are?""We're at our home, of cour—" she blurted out, only to pause, realizing that they were in Zendonia.Lincoln knew that Valencia realized their situation. He smiled faintly and said, "This is Zendonia. Even if you go to Tyler, what can you do? You know his temper. He'll never apologize. If you provoke him, do you know what the consequences will be?"Valencia's face paled slightly at Lincoln's words.Although Tyler had acknowledged his lineage, due to his rebellious and wilful nature, Valencia's impression of him had deteriorated over time. Her feelings toward Tyler shifted from feeling guilty and indebted initially to sheer resentment.She never regarded Tyler as her biological son,
However, Valencia did not believe Avery's explanation.Even if it was the result of a scheme, Avery's reputation was in the dirt, and the Harts could not accept such a woman into the family.'As for Vicky Shaw...' Valencia thought. 'She'll never be a part of this family unless I die.'Lincoln did not seem surprised and smiled. "Since Miss Yeager has come all the way to see me, it seems inappropriate to chase her away. Let's meet and cancel the engagement officially."Valencia scowled. "But she used to be all over you. Will she agree to call off the engagement?"Lincoln chuckled. "She will."...One day, Aurora had nothing better to do and came to visit Vicky once again. The Harts assumed that Aurora was Tyler's fiance and did not make any effort to stop her from entering.After receiving the servant's notification, Vicky had just come downstairs when she was greeted by Aurora's warm embrace."Vicky, long time no see. I've missed you so much," Aurora said with enthusiasm.Vick