Vicky displayed a subtle smile. "I still have the freedom to make friends, don't I?" Vicky pulled his fingers away one by one, before pushing him away. Tyler took a few steps back from her push and did not continue to stop her. Vicky turned her head and said to Chris, "let's go." Chris glanced at Tyler and nodded. Being the gentleman, he opened the car door for Vicky. Chris returned to the driver's seat and started the engine. Tyler stood still, watching the departing car. The setting sun cast its glow upon him, he remained motionless for quite some time. Cece and Jennifer exchanged a glance, and sighed simultaneously. ... After another day at work, as Vicky stepped out of the studio, she spotted a familiar figure waiting at the entrance. "Vicky." Chris's voice suddenly sounded from the side, catching Vicky's attention. Only then did Vicky notice Chris. She averted her gaze and nodded at him before walking in his direction. However, Tyler suddenly intercepted he
The two arrived at a Mexican restaurant. Vicky did not intentionally act intimate with Chris and the two maintained a distance like normal friends would. As soon as they were seated, Tyler stepped in, glanced around, and walked toward them. Vicky flinched at the sight of him and whispered, "he might come to sit with us..." Before she could finish, Tyler found his seat at a table behind them. Vicky froze and choked on her voice. Chris, too, was surprised that Tyler did not forcefully join them. Tyler's possessiveness was overpowering; one could easily discern from the incident years ago when he drove Chris away how incredibly petty Tyler could be. Vicky had cautioned Chris that Tyler might resort to violence, a belief Chris fully shared. Yet, Tyler's sudden shift to rationality and silence caught Chris off guard. Vicky only hesitated for a few seconds before realization dawned on her. She lowered her gaze, her heart growing even heavier as she thought to herself, 'is h
They stopped living together and rarely saw one another. He had not harmed her, but it became apparent that he was still harming himself. Dazed, Vicky was lost in her thoughts. Just then, the light above the surgical room went off and she snapped out of it. "Doctor, how is he?" She asked. "He will live." The doctor took off his mask. "However, he suffers bone fractures all over his body and I'm afraid he will have to be on bed rest for a while." She nodded. "Thank you, Doctor." ... Vicky spent an entire night at the hospital, only leaving once Chris had regained consciousness. Before departing, she called Cece, asking her to watch over Chris for a while as she made arrangements to hire a nurse. After enduring so much and not sleeping for another night, Vicky felt weary. Standing by the roadside, she hailed a taxi. She gave the address of her apartment and closed her eyes for a moment's rest. However, that brief slumber turned into an extended one. When she finally o
Her protest morphed into broken sobs that echoed in the room as a fleeting thought crossed her mind. 'Is he having another episode again?' The room was pitch-black, void of daylight. Here, there was no sunlight, no sense of time, only boundless darkness. Tyler had become unrecognizable, which led Vicky to surmise that his illness had indeed resurfaced. What set this episode apart was his silence. He did not question her or show any signs of pain or injury; he remained wordless from the moment he had bound her here and had not spoken a single word to her regardless of what she said to him. Apart from bathing, sleeping, and using the restroom, he kept her locked to the bed all day. The fridge seemed to hold ample food, so he rarely ventured outside. Five years ago, when he had imprisoned her the same way, he would stay in her room reading. But now, he did nothing of the sort. His daily routine involved sitting by the bedside, watching her, and nothing else. At first, Vicky
He had tried and worked hard, but it was all in vain. He knew that he was not changing himself willingly and was merely trying to suppress his urges. He could not stand seeing her alone with other men, nor could he tolerate seeing her laughing with another man. The accident where she tripped was nothing but a triggering point; even if that did not happen, it was only a matter of time before he snapped. Through the mist in the bathroom, Vicky looked at him. "So you didn't bring me here because you are having another episode, is that right?" "Yeah." "Why?" "No reason." Seeing that Vicky had exposed his disguise, he decided to tell the truth. "I've always wanted to do this. Right now, I'm just following my heart." The warmth in the bathroom gradually dissipated, and Vicky's blood ran cold. "Following your heart?" She slowly repeated those words. "Is your heart telling you to lock me up?" "Yes." Tyler chuckled. "I've been thinking of doing this since we got together." Low
...The situation was different from when they were in Molivia. In Stoneford City, no one could find Tyler or take Vicky from him.Just as Tyler thought such a peaceful life would continue forever, an accident happened on one fateful day.Though Tyler tried his best to stay with Vicky all the time, he still had to leave the room to cook at some point. When he finished cooking dinner, he was about to carry the dishes to the bedroom when he caught a whiff of blood.Tyler opened the door hastily and found Vicky lying quietly in bed. Blood streamed down her wrist and onto the white sheets.Vicky had cut her wrist....The light outside the operating room was lit.The cold, pale lights in the corridor were reflected in Tyler's vacant gaze as the urgent sound of footsteps echoed in the quiet corridor.Jennifer, Cece, Aurora, and others who rushed to the scene upon hearing the news, darted toward Tyler."Tyler, you lunatic! What have you done to Vicky now?!" Aurora, usually poised a
Tyler's expression remained numb.Harvey rarely lost his temper like this, so Jennifer and Cece were taken aback.Harvey grabbed Tyler's collar and snarled, "What have you done to Vicky, Tyler?!"Vicky was not one who would easily resort to suicide, and the fact she had been driven to such extremes indicated just how far Tyler had gone.Tyler's gaze remained vacant, and he did not utter a word.Harvey was fuming, utterly perplexed about what Vicky saw in Tyler when he was nothing but a jealous man with a dark, controlling mind.Jennifer and Cece managed to retain some composure, and the two of them hastily restrained Harvey in his rage. "Harvey, Vicky is still undergoing surgery. Let's wait until she wakes up to clarify... What if there's a misunderstanding?"Harvey sneered and glared at Tyler. "He kidnapped Vicky. She must've been with him this past week, so there can't be any misunderstanding."Cece and Jennifer looked at each other and remained silent.Tyler was legally Vic
Chris had always thought of Tyler as arrogant and self-absorbed. At this moment, however, he realized that it was not just about Tyler's pride. It was about control, born out of Tyler's insecurity, which was quite ironic.Who could have imagined that the formidable and invincible Tyler Hart would be so emotionally insecure?...The hospital room was tranquil.Upon entering, Tyler saw Vicky's pale face, drained of color. His heart ached, and he was instantly reminded of the scene he saw when he found her covered in blood.No words were exchanged between them.Studying his face, Vicky broke the silence. "When should we sign the divorce papers?"His heart skipped a beat, his voice husky. "Do we have to get divorced?""You can choose to be hypnotized."Tyler fell silent once again. He knew better than anyone that hypnosis and divorce were essentially the same thing. Once he lost all memories of her, Vicky would not hesitate to leave."Think it over," Vicky said. "Let me know when