"Okay, let's do that now," said Vicky. She called the waiter over, and the three of them were given a menu each."Vicky, I remember you used to like the foie gras here. Should we order that?" Sebastian asked while flipping through the menu.Vicky had never been to this restaurant after she lost her memory, so she simply nodded and said, "Sure.""No wonder your company isn't doing well, Mister Mill," said Tyler suddenly without looking up from the menu. "Why would it when you spend all your time thinking of chasing after women?"Tyler might usually be reticent, but he would always go for the jugular should the need arise. Vicky had experienced this many times. She always thought of herself as someone who possessed a good temper, but she would be so easily pissed off by what Tyler said to her.Vicky was worried Tyler would say something inappropriate again, so she gently nudged him under the table with her other hand, signaling him to stop talking. However, as soon as their two hand
Sebastian raised his brow, thinking Tyler was just bluffing.He smiled. "If that's the case, I'll leave it to you to order for her. She lost her memory and has forgotten many things. I grew up with her, so I know her very well."Tyler would have dealt with the whole thing in a perfunctory manner if it was any other man and not Sebastian who suggested the idea. After all, it would be easy for Tyler to fool him as long as Vicky followed Tyler's lead and played along with his plan.However, Sebastian was Vicky's childhood friend who only knew Vicky all too well. There were things Vicky had forgotten but Sebastian never would.Sebastian knew that Tyler and Vicky never had a good relationship and that Tyler was rarely home in all the three years they had been married. Therefore, how could Tyler ever know anything about what Vicky liked?Today would be the day Sebastian revealed Tyler's true colors to Vicky. In that way, she would completely give up on him and snap out of whatever illus
Vicky, Tyler, and Sebastian finished their food despite the awkward atmosphere, and the waiter brought over the desserts and ice cream seconds after.Though Vicky loved desserts, she was not entirely sure if she liked ice cream.Under the watchful eyes of the two men next to her, she looked at the sundae in front of her and took a small bite.The icy sweetness filled her mouth along with the aroma of strawberries, and she immediately fell in love with the taste.Tyler had not lied about how she liked ice cream, and she realized he was not as unfamiliar with her as she originally thought.'Does he know this because we've been married for three years?' she thought to herself.After she finished her ice cream, she got up to pay the bill when Tyler grabbed her by the arm. "Hang on.""What is it?" She gaped at him.He leaned closer and before she could react, he pressed his lips against hers.Stunned, she gasped, "Tyler, what are you—"He backed away almost immediately and said, "
Vicky did not know what Tyler was thinking and said, "Take the card back.""Are you trying to split the bill?" he asked.She shot him a confused stare. "What?""Is there a point to separate what's yours and what's mine?"She immediately realized what he was trying to say and stared at the card in her hand, knowing perfectly well how much it was worth.The Hart family was as rich as kings and queens, so she knew that Tyler would not bat an eye if she spent his money.However..."Are you really...going to stay with me in this marriage?" she asked.The look in his eyes darkened. "Why? Are you regretting it?" He glanced at her mockingly. "Changed your mind after seeing your childhood lover?""..." She shot him a polite smile. "Mister Hart, stop blaming everything on me just because I lost my memories. If I wanted to be with Sebastian, why would we be married in the first place?"Before the Shaws fell, Missus Mills had wanted to form a bond with the Shaws and wanted Sebastian to m
15 minutes later, Tyler came out of the bathroom in a white bathrobe as he dried his hair with a towel.The bedroom lights were dimmed and to his bewilderment, he felt someone holding him from behind.He stiffened, and he stilled from drying his hair. A few moments later, he said, "Vicky, what are you doing?"Vicky could feel herself quivering. This was one of the boldest things she had ever done since she lost her memories.Tyler had given her the cold shoulder and even went to see another woman because she refused to be intimate with him. Though, she could hardly blame him for it.No man on earth could accept a wife who refused to be intimate with him, especially when they had both agreed to work on the marriage.Vicky had thought about it and researched the issue.Cece was right about how both men and women would have difficulties accepting a marriage without intimacy, and it was a part of their responsibility to maintain this aspect of a marriage.It would eventually happen
Vicky clenched her fists tightly under the sheets and stiffened until her entire body was as hard as a rock. As she tried to stop fighting Tyler, the weight on her body disappeared.She opened her eyes and found Tyler standing by the bed. Panicking, she muttered, "Tyler..."He did not look at her and simply said, "Why bother forcing yourself into it if you don't want to?""I want to..." She lowered her head. "You know that I've forgotten about a lot of things, and it's hard to...get used to things."Since they were already married, there was no point in delaying the inevitable since she knew that her resistance would eventually melt away.He lowered his gaze and stared into her eyes. "I'm not into assaulting women.""That's not it. I'm doing this willingly.""You say that, but your heart says otherwise. That makes this just as bad as an assault," he said emotionlessly.She bit her lower lip when she looked into his eyes.It was not a shame for a woman to try and defend her mar
Tyler stared at Vicky quietly.Vicky's heart sank. "Are you...really thinking that? Am I that horrible of a person before losing my memories?""Yes," he said.She observed the look on his face and muttered, "I might've lost my memories now, but it might change in the future. If I...end up remembering everything, will you..."He gave her a look and said, "Depends on your performance."With that, he turned to head into the bathroom.Vicky sat on the bed, trying to process what he meant by what he said.She knew what kind of man Tyler was, and if he did not intend on continuing the marriage, he would have never given such a vague answer.'So proud!' she mused to herself.She no longer wanted to divorce him as much as she did in the past because the marriage was not as intolerable as it was in terms of Tyler's attitude toward her as well as other aspects.Tyler's attitude toward her might have improved, or it was simply because she did not think she could find another man as grea
It felt as though Tyler was about to swallow her whole.Unlike the usual cold and distant impression he gave, his kiss was forceful and demanding.Had Vicky not experienced it herself, she would have never guessed that there was such a side to him.All sounds faded away as her mind went blank.Just as she was about to run out of breath, Tyler finally let her go.He was panting, and his eyes were as dark as night with a fire burning dangerously in their depths.Feeling like prey that had been targeted by a predator, she tensed instinctively.He stared at her unmovingly before finally taking the hair dryer in her hand and muttering hoarsely, "Go to sleep."He stood and walked toward the bathroom.She watched as he went, all the while thinking to herself, 'I wouldn't have stopped him if he wanted to continue…'She sobered when she heard the door of the bathroom opening and immediately placed her hands on her cheeks in frustration.'What was I thinking?' she thought. 'Am I that