Mike was dazed as he watched blood stream down his arm. "Tyler Hart... How dare you shoot me?!"Tyler stared at him coldly, determined to eliminate him for trying to kill Vicky and take her from him. No one who tried to take Vicky away had the right to live.With that thought in mind, Tyler pulled the trigger without hesitation.Bang!Despite his age, Mike's agility was still remarkable.The moment Tyler pulled the trigger, he swiftly dodged the bullet. However, Tyler aimed his gun at Mike again and was determined to kill him."Tyler!" Old Mister Hart shouted, trying to stop him.However, Tyler seemed oblivious to his words and pointed the gun at Mike's heart, preparing to fire another shot."Tyler, don't!" Vicky shouted and pushed his arm.The shot veered off course and landed at Mike's feet.Facing Tyler's chilling intent to kill, Mike, weakened by his previous injury, had little chance to evade. As death loomed over him, a distressed voice halted Tyler's hand."Tyler, tha
Vicky sighed in relief.As soon as Tyler stepped forward, the onlookers instinctively made way for him. Though many people were present, they all remained silent, afraid of attracting the attention of this demon before them.At this moment, people's gazes toward Tyler were filled with both fear and loathing.There were numerous rumors about him, and most of them were far from favorable. For instance, he was known to be rebellious, ruthless, and disregarded family bonds when it came to taking action. Today, he openly aimed a gun at his uncle in front of everyone, so no one knew if he was capable of parricide if something else provoked him.No one dared to stop Tyler and Vicky from leaving; even Valencia and Orion dared not utter a single word in Tyler's presence.Only when the couple's figures disappeared did the crowd finally heave a collective sigh of relief."Father!" Mike gripped his injured arm and roared furiously, "Tyler wanted to kill me! We can't keep such a filicidal man
As Tyler's long fingers touched her skin, Vicky felt a noticeable tremor. Her breath hitched, and her heart softened as she gazed into his eyes."Tyler." She grabbed his hand. "Don't worry, I'm alright."Her words had just fallen when Tyler pulled her into his embrace. He held her tightly to the point that it started to hurt; it was as if he feared she might disappear if he loosened his grip even slightly.Tyler remained tense, and his anxiety about losing her brought him to the verge of snapping.Vicky felt a pang of sympathy and gently held onto him. "It's alright, Tyler, I'm really fine—mph!"Her response was met with Tyler's unexpected kiss. It was not like their usual affectionate ones, nor was it as purposeful. Instead, it seemed chaotic and without any defined pattern. It was as if even Tyler did not know what he was doing and was acting purely on instinct.Vicky sighed silently and willingly returned the kiss....In the middle of the night, Tyler silently sat up from t
It only took Vicky a few minutes, but when she returned with the coffee, she saw Tyler hurrying out of his office anxiously.He froze when he saw her, but his expression swiftly darkened. "Where have you been?"Vicky showed him the cup of coffee in her hand. "You looked really busy, so I went to make you a cup of coffee..."He raised his arm and slammed the cup out of her hand.Thunk! The cup landed on the ground, spilling the coffee inside."Did I not tell you to stay where I can see you?!" he roared.Vicky stared at the man before her, and her face turned pale.Sensing that his behavior had frightened her, Tyler stiffened for a moment, and his anger gradually subsided. He subconsciously reached out, wanting to hold her hand.Instinctively, however, Vicky pulled away from him.His arm froze midair, and time seemed to have stopped.Vicky's gaze flickered slightly, and she wanted to say something, but Tyler slowly retracted his hand. His long eyelashes drooped, hiding his emot
Tyler looked at Vicky dazedly. "Remember what?""The things you've forgotten.""No."She scowled and was about to say something when he interrupted her."Do you want me to remember?""You should remember everything that's happened.""You aren't answering my question directly.""Tyler...""You said that our marriage was never a happy one. Since I chose to forget about the past, it means that I don't want to remember..." He stared at her dazedly and continued, "You like the Tyler from five years ago, and now that I've lost my memories, I'm still the man you love. Isn't that a good thing?"Under the dim light, his profound features hid in the shadows, giving off an aura of gloominess.Vicky clenched her fists. "But you won't be complete without your memories!""But you don't like me when I'm complete, do you?""No, it's not like that..." Vicky held his hand, wanting to explain.Tyler interrupted her once again. "Actually... I don't like that version of myself either."Gazing
Despite Tyler's formidable power and authority in Zendonia, there were certain social occasions he could not avoid.As they entered the venue, all eyes were instantly drawn to them. Tyler stood tall and handsome, exuding an air of nobility. Vicky was stunningly beautiful, captivating all with her radiance.Beautiful things naturally drew admiration, and people could not help but steal glances at the couple.Vicky had grown used to such attention and paid it no mind. However, Tyler's mood seemed to have taken a dark turn, and his eyebrows furrowed in displeasure.Concerned, Vicky looked up at him. "Tyler, what's wrong?"His deep, mysterious gaze fell upon her. "You look beautiful today."Despite the compliment, what he was truly thinking was how much he wanted to gouge out the eyes of those other men who dared to lay eyes on her.Hearing Tyler praise her appearance with such sincerity made Vicky's cheeks flush. "Thank you."Tyler rarely said sweet words, so she felt delighted an
"Missus Hart?"Vicky turned and saw a blond, blue-eyed foreign man standing behind her. It did not take her long to remember who he was—Harold, one of Tyler's business partners. She had met him during a contract signing with Tyler some time ago.Vicky politely extended her hand. "Harold, it's a pleasure to see you again."Harold held her hand and lightly kissed the back of it. "Missus Hart, I'm delighted to see you again too."Having lived abroad, Vicky understood this kind of gesture was mere etiquette, so she was not at all surprised and remained composed and graceful.As she was about to exchange pleasantries with Harold, a dull sound was heard, followed by Harold's pained cry."Ah!"Vicky was taken aback for a moment before she looked up.Behind Harold stood a tall, handsome man. His face was refined, but his expression was downright intimidating. His pitch-black eyes seemed to emit chilling intent.He seemed to have smashed the tray in his hand down onto Harold's head wit
Tyler slammed the menu onto the table and stood expressionlessly before leaving.Stunned for a few seconds, Vicky then hurried after him. "Tyler, let me explain!"He ignored her and walked through the door.He took long strides, so it was challenging for Vicky to catch up to him. By the time she was out of the restaurant, he was already across the road."Tyler!" she called out anxiously.She could tell Tyler had been odd, and she had to talk to him about it instead of letting it be. With that thought in mind, she ran after him.Beep!At that moment, a piercing horn resounded.Vicky instinctively turned, only to have a blinding light shine on her face as a black sedan hurtled toward her.Due to her anxious state, she had not paid attention to the cars on the road, and it was too late to run.Vicky could only watch helplessly as the car rushed toward her."Vicky!" Tyler called out desperately, and at the same time, she was forcefully pushed aside.The car brushed against her