Tyler stared down at Vicky. "Do you really think you can get away from me by doing this?" His lips curled into a vicious sneer. "So what if we get a divorce?"He lifted her chin and looked into her eyes. "Even if we aren't married, I can keep you around as a lover. If you're so ungrateful of your position as my wife and prefer to be my lover in the dark instead, I'll make it happen.""I don't care," Vicky said hoarsely. "Being your wife, lover, or pet all mean the same thing to me. I don't want you anymore, so being your wife means nothing to me."She could not walk and had no right to freedom, so she found it laughable to beg for his love under such circumstances.She ignored the darkening look on his face and continued, "Hart Corporation is far more important than I am. I'm just a woman who came from a family that was once influential. Everyone knows that you don't love me, and divorcing me isn't that big a deal. As for you, with your looks and wealth, there won't be a dent in yo
The meeting lasted for an entire day, which was proof of how badly Hart Corporation was affected by the scandal.Though Tyler had been seen with multiple women before, it had always been nothing more than rumors. It was different from being caught in bed with a woman.This time, Tyler and Sheila had been caught by the reporters."The best solution here is for Mister and Missus Hart to make a public statement, stating that they've been divorced for some time and simply didn't go public with it," one of the shareholders said.Another board member nodded in agreement. "The key is with Missus Hart. If she's willing to cooperate, this scandal won't affect us much.""Vicky Shaw has no power or money, so she'll fall in line if she's sufficiently compensated.""Tyler will pretend to be dating Sheila for some time after this, and if he doesn't want to marry her, they can just break up and there won't be a problem with that."The group erupted into a heated discussion, while Tyler remaine
Vicky's brow twitched. "What are you planning, Tyler?"He sneered coldly. "You'll find out soon enough."He took one last glance at her and left the room.The door slammed shut with a loud sound that echoed in the room, and Harry hurried toward Tyler as soon as he was out of the room."Mister Hart, everything is in place for us to send Miss Young overseas.” Harry observed Tyler's expression carefully. "Miss Young would like to see you before she leaves..."After a moment of silence, Tyler said, "Alright."...Inside a different room, Sheila stared at the three enormous suitcases and the documents on the table, including her passport, with a bitter smile.She felt as though she was sentenced to death without having a chance to defend herself.Just then, someone knocked on the door, and she went to open the door.When she saw the familiar figure outside, her eyes lit up. "Tyler.""I've already arranged a private jet." Tyler strode into the room. "Someone will send you to the a
With one last glance at Sheila, Tyler turned to leaveShe called out to him through quivering lips, "Have you always...wanted to get me out of your sight and have only been waiting for a chance to do so?"He did not answer it nor did he turn.Reluctant to give up, Sheila raised a question that she already knew the answer to. "Tyler, have you ever loved me? Even for just a little?"He stilled. After a few moments, he said, "No, I've never loved you."She jolted and collapsed onto the ground helplessly....Sheila left without making so much as a sound, and Vicky was not allowed to see her.In the past days, Tyler had spent most of his time outside and would sleep in the same bed as her when he came home at night. Though, he had stopped holding her or touching her altogether.Her phone had been confiscated, so she did not know what was being said about Sheila and Tyler, or how Tyler managed to resolve the situation.The quieter he was, the more nervous Vicky grew because it was
Someone came up and pushed Vicky toward a beautifully decorated tent with flowers and diamond accessories around.Sensing that something was wrong, Vicky asked, "Why did you bring me here?"The woman who pushed her forward whispered, "You'll find out soon enough."She wanted to ask more questions, but the woman simply pushed her into the tent and left hastily.Her blood ran cold.Shortly after, she heard footsteps and someone else came inside.She looked up and saw a strange man in his late twenties with above-average looks and figure. When the man saw her, his eyes lit up and he whistled. "Wow! You're very pretty. Today's my lucky day."Her lashes fluttered. "Who are you?"He smiled and introduced himself, "You can just call me John.""What are you going to do to me?!"He smiled seductively. "Mister Hart gave you to me."She paled and thought, 'That lunatic!'She clenched her fists. "Bring Tyler here.""Sorry, but Mister Hart doesn't want to see you," said John as walked
John did not expect Vicky to act out and was startled. "I suppose some roleplay can spice things up." Seeing how Vicky refused to cooperate, he said, "I know that you don't want this. I can put a blindfold on you so you can picture me as someone you love. It'll pass soon.""Go away! Don’t touch me!"She could not walk and had no power to fight off an adult man.Once she was blindfolded, everything went dark once again. She fell into a pit of endless despair and fear as she frantically tried to crawl away.Suddenly, she was grabbed by her ankle and dragged backward. Feeling as though she was being dragged to hell, despair took over her and she failed to notice the sudden silence that spread around her....It was not until her blindfold was soaked in tears that it was removed.The lights in the tent were dim, but her eyes still struggled to adjust to it.She closed her eyes and remained so for some time."How much longer are you going to play dead?" a cold voice echoed in the t
Vicky glared at the man resentfully. "You are a lunatic and a pervert!""Why is it that those two words are the only names you can think of to call me with?"She clenched her fists. "Tyler Hart, just kill me already!""That's hardly as fun as torturing you." He put on his clothes and looked as elegant as ever. He glanced at her bloodshot eyes that were filled with hatred and said, "Whatever you do to me, I'll return it right back to you."He bent down with a smirk. "This is fair."At this moment, the rage boiling in Vicky reached a tipping point at his words, and she reached out for a knife among the tools before swiftly bringing it down on him.She noticed the knife before this, but she was not a murderer and could not bring herself to kill someone. However, Tyler's lack of remorse and casual tone pushed her over the edge.What happened to her in Forever Night and having her freedom and pride ripped from her occupied her head, and she drove the knife straight into his chest wit
The scent of blood filled the area, and Vicky's sight was taken by the crimson color before her.She had never seen so much blood before.The man she stabbed did not seem angry and did not even frown as though he could not sense pain at all. He was pale due to the loss of blood, yes, but he continued to teach her how she could murder him in an eerily composed tone.He grabbed her hand and drove it toward his chest once again at an extremely slow speed.Vicky wanted to pull away and tried to do so with all her might, but she was no match for the man. As the knife came into contact with his chest once again, she broke down."Stop! I was wrong!"He paused and stared into her eyes. "You were?"She nodded helplessly with tears scrolling down her face."How so?" he asked."I shouldn't have...sent another woman to your bed.""What else?""... I shouldn't plot to leave you," she continued with a blank look in her eyes.He let go and ran his finger through her hair. "Since you've re