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
Unease overwhelmed Vicky's heart as she buried herself in Tyler's embrace, softly replying, "I promise you, I'll never leave you again."These words seemed to finally comfort Tyler, and his emotions began to stabilize....The next day, Vicky woke up early. Recently, she had been going out with Tyler every day, and she rarely cooked for him.She knew Tyler enjoyed it when she cooked for him herself and said that it made him feel at home.Thinking about Tyler's anxiety and fear from the previous night, Vicky's heart softened.Skilfully, Vicky washed the fruits and started making oatmeal. The milky white steam rose from the pot, and the aroma filled the kitchen.Mesmerized by the steaming pot, Vicky's mind was actually preoccupied with something else.She had decided to start anew with Tyler, and there was no need to dwell on whether he remembered their past or not. However, his current behavior was peculiar, and she knew he must see a doctor no matter what.As she racked her br
Vicky's concern was genuine, but she had no idea how Tyler interpreted it. His displeasure was evident, and lately, he seemed to have become somewhat unpredictable.Vicky decided to test the waters, "Shouldn't we consider seeing a doctor?""What kind of doctor?" Tyler's face grew tenser as he spoke.Vicky stared at him intently, her voice barely audible. "A psychologist..."As expected, Tyler's expression darkened. "So, you first arranged for a hypnotist for me, and now you want me to see a psychologist... Do you think I'm mentally unstable, Vicky?""I don't think that! I just feel like you've been tightly wound up lately, and maybe seeing a psychologist could help ease your anxiety. In this fast-paced society, it's not unusual for people to have some psychological issues..." Under Tyler's increasingly cold gaze, Vicky felt her explanations fall short, and her voice grew weaker.Finally, she took a deep breath and changed her approach. "Tyler, I think I might have some issues wit
"It's not that I've been hiding anything from you, but...” Harry paused for a few seconds, then sighed gently. "I don't know much about Mister Hart's condition either. I only found out about it when I was fetching his medicine. By the way, do you remember Doctor Isabella Yelmon?""I do." Vicky had a deep impression of the doctor who stopped her from remembering her past under Tyler's order."Everyone knows that she's a well-known expert in psychological hypnosis, but what others don't know is that her expertise in brain and mental matters surpasses even her hypnosis skills."I had a conversation with her once. She told me that her doctorate focused on the study of the mind. It was when I went to collect medicine for Mister Hart from her that she asked me to persuade him to seek treatment. That's when I learned about his depression."Vicky had researched Doctor Yelmon online and knew she was highly regarded in the industry as a formidable hypnotist."I wished I could talk some sens