Vicky could sense the man's smothering gaze even in the darkness and thought to herself, 'This guy has to be insane. Nothing ever happened between us, so why would I be pregnant with his child?'Naturally, she dared not to say it out loud for fear she might provoke him, so she remained quiet.Just then, a faint fragrance caught her attention.It was a pleasant, familiar scent, and Vicky's eyes widened.She tensed at the realization that…it was the fragrance of the perfume she got from Jennifer.The bed was filled with the same scent, and Vicky had grown used to it. Realization dawned on her that this was the first time she met with the masked man since she obtained the perfume.'We've only been next to each other for a few minutes, so why would he...smell like the perfume?' she thought. 'Am I just imagining things, or is the scent in this room so thick that it attached itself to his body?'The man stared at her intently with his piercing gaze. The fragrance became more and more
The air froze around them, and they could hear each other breathing.Sometime later, the masked man repeated in confusion, "Tyler Hart?"Vicky sneered. "Stop pretending. I know it's you.""I don't know what you're talking about."Vicky stared at the figure before her. "Switch on the lights and we'll know, won't we?"The man fell into silence, and Vicky did not press on.Silence filled the room and he took off the voice changer to reveal his cold, melodious voice. "How did you find out?"Tyler had admitted to it straight away since Vicky discovered the truth. He knew that Vicky was not one who could be easily fooled, and since she precisely mentioned his name, it meant that she had found solid proof of her claim.Instead of answering the question, she said, "Are we still going to continue the conversation like this?"A few seconds later, the lamp on the nightstand was switched on.The majestic face before her seemed both strange and familiar at the same time under the light. T
"Vicky, are you mistaken about something?" Tyler drawled, each word as frosty as a blade of ice. "You were the one who ran away with Sebastian Mills while I was on a business trip. You brought this onto yourself."Her breath caught in her throat. "This is your way of retaliating?""I won't call it retaliation," he said casually. "I just mean to teach you a lesson so you remember the consequences of running away, so that you won't run again." He stared at her fluttering eyelashes and said, "This is the price you need to pay."Vicky had thought that he was pretending to be calm, but he sounded so righteous that she realized he thought that all the things he had done were for good reasons.She opened her mouth to speak but realized she no longer dared to run.She developed a fear of the darkness and strange, unfamiliar environment, and Tyler's presence imprinted a sense of security within her.Tears welled in her eyes. "So you know about my plan to leave all along?""Yes.""You we
"You won't blame me?" Vicky repeated and said sarcastically, "So, am I supposed to be thankful for having your forgiveness?""You don't need to," he said. "You just need to remember this lesson.""You sure worked hard to stop me from running or divorcing you," she mocked.He ignored her tone and said, "You are my wife, after all. It's normal for me to put some effort into you."She chuckled. "Am I supposed to be honored?"Tyler seemed to have grown tired of the subject and said, "It's getting late. We should rest."Apart from feeling slightly surprised, Tyler did not seem overly affected by the fact that his identity had been exposed as though it was something not out of the ordinary.He pulled Vicky into his arms and Vicky shoved him away before getting out of bed with a dark look on her face.Tyler scowled. "Where are you going?""I'm sleeping in the guest room tonight."He got out of bed to stop her. "Stop it."'Stop it?' She repeated inwardly. 'What a jerk.'She pulled
Vicky stared at him and gritted out, "I am divorcing you."Her heart sank slightly at the mention of divorce as she was severely traumatized by what happened. Despite learning about the truth, she could not help but feel terrified at the notion of divorcing Tyler.The look in his eyes darkened. "What did you just say, Vicky?"The fear within her intensified in his presence, and for a moment, she felt like caving in. She quickly cast her weakness aside and repeated, "I said, I am divorcing you."He set her down on the bed and pinned her against it, their faces inches away from one another. "Hm? Say it again."His tone of voice was calm, but the darkness lurking in his eyes sent chills down her spine.She clenched her fists and panted heavily as she opened her mouth to speak, but she failed to make a sound.At this moment, she was forced to admit that she feared the man before her, to the point that one look from him was enough to terrorize her.Tyler's expression eased in respon
Vicky's eyes lit up with anger as she gritted out coldly, "How is obeying you going to benefit me?""Do you really think that I won't touch you?" said Tyler."I wouldn't dare." She chuckled. "You've always done whatever you wanted with me anyway, right?"He seemed to be oblivious to her sarcasm and said, "It's good that you're aware of that."The scent of blood filled the air, and both of them were dripping blood from their lips.Vicky recalled the time she scratched the masked man in the chest and Tyler had not been home for the week that followed. Realization dawned on her that he had been avoiding her out of concern that she might recognize him.She had been trying whatever she could to find the woman he had been meeting in secret, only to find out that it had been her all along.'Tyler went to sleep in a different room only to send texts to me as the masked man,' she thought to herself. 'Oh, I almost forgot. He's been toying with me all along and has probably been laughing a
Vicky was held in place by Tyler's arms....Later that night, Vicky had an odd dream.She saw a thick fog before her and saw herself being chased by someone else from a third person's perspective.She had disguised herself, changed her passport, and gone through all difficulties to finally arrive at the airport. As soon as she boarded the plane, she spotted a familiar figure.The man, who seemed to notice her gaze on him, looked up quietly as he sat elegantly on his seat."You seem disappointed to see me, don't you?" He said. "Did you really think you could escape?" He smirked. "If you enjoy playing tag so much, maybe... I can let you run to another country and have fun for a few days before I come for you again. How does that sound?"The scene changed suddenly, and a man tied up by ropes appeared before her for reasons beyond her comprehension. She could not see his face, but her other self in the dream seemed anxious when she saw the man who was tied up.She looked at the ma
Vicky obviously knew what Tyler was referring to as a kiss.After a few moments of hesitation, she kissed him once again, only this time, it was no longer a peck but a passionate kiss.Just as she was about to end it, he grabbed her by the back of her neck and pulled her toward him, causing her to fall onto his lap."B*stard, let her go!" The man on the ground struggled in rage.Not only did the other man not let her go, but he even deepened the kiss so eagerly that even his bodyguards looked away from the sight.Vicky instinctively tried to shove the man away at the sound of the other man shouting, and the suffocating kiss finally ended.She opened her eyes and found herself gazing upon a pair of dark, pensive eyes while the man studied her with a faint sneer and cold expression. "It looks like you really want me to break his legs."She halted and said, "I don't mean that. There are just too many people around, and I'm a little uncomfortable. D—Don't misunderstand."The look i