The people around them cheered along, and finally, Jason lost all sense of inhibition.Vicky was pinned against the couch, and the darkness inside the room threatened to swallow her whole."Let me go!" Vicky fought and struggled as she finally lost her composure.Smack! Smack!Jason slapped her twice across the face and wiped his hands as he stared down at her swollen cheeks."Curse you! How dare you slap me?! I'll make you regret this!"Vicky seemed to have lost all strength and stopped struggling in despair.Jason's anger was appeased when he assumed that she had given up on fighting and grinned with contentment. He waved his hand in dismissal at the bodyguards. "You may let go now!"He slowly removed his belt and sneered, "You should've obeyed me from the start. If you did, you wouldn't have to suffer at all."He leaned closer eagerly, and the scent of liquor on his body filled her nose.Just as he was about to touch her, Vicky snatched a beer bottle from the table and sla
It had been some time since Vicky last called him. They had not spoken to one another since the day they put everything on the table.Tyler stared at his vibrating phone.Vicky always contacted him whenever she wanted something and would cast him aside as soon as he fulfilled his purpose.Instead of answering the phone, Tyler simply said to the manager, "Carry on."The manager glanced at Tyler gingerly, noticing the dark expression on Tyler's face. He gulped and continued to report.Five minutes later, someone knocked on the door hastily.Harry rushed into the office and whispered into Tyler's ear, "Mister Hart, Missus Hart has been in an accident."...Everything felt like it hurt.Pain pierced through her from head to toe, and through the misery, Vicky regained consciousness.Still, she could hear a distant voice saying, "Mister Hart, Missus Hart has suffered severe injuries. Though her bones are intact, she'll have a few scars after she recovers."The sound of the convers
"Since you're later than usual, I thought I could help apply the ointment for Missus Hart... I'll leave this to you now that you're here."Nanny Paterson hurried outside after explaining the situation.Vicky was the one who asked Nanny Paterson to help her with it. Though she was technically married to Tyler, they had not been intimate since she lost her memories. She could not get used to taking her clothes off in front of him.Tyler took off his jacket and went into the bathroom to wash his hands. He sanitized his hands before proceeding to apply the ointment to Vicky's wounds.His fingers were beautifully long, and she could distinctly feel his cold touch on her skin.Tyler immediately stopped when he felt Vicky twitch. "Does it hurt?"She looked down. "It's fine."She tried her best to regain her composure, but the blush on her face soon betrayed her.Tyler was a sharp man, and when he noticed the way she looked away and the blush on her face, he narrowed his eyes and smile
The man before Sheila leaned back against the couch elegantly as he drawled, "Sheila, you met with Jessica when the incident happened. Did you not know that Vicky was supposed to meet someone else?""I knew," Sheila blurted out of fear that Tyler would interrupt her. "Our managers arranged for us to meet there to talk about the casting, and we just stayed there to get to know each other a little...because we're going to play good friends in the movie. I didn't have other plans, so I stayed back to chat with her while going through the script."She said that her manager referred a really talented fashion designer to her, and the designer was supposed to come and take her measurements. She said that this designer has a unique fashion sense, so one would never see the same dress twice on a different person."Jessica told me to check out that designer and since I felt curious as well, I waited with Jessica. However, the designer didn't show up even past the arranged time. Jessica though
Without giving Sheila the chance to respond, Tyler opened the door and left the room.The cold wind rushed into the room, and Sheila stood still as Tyler's voice echoed inside her head.'How have I been to you throughout the years, Sheila?''Go apologize to Vicky when you have the chance. I'll handle the rest.'Sheila chuckled darkly as though she was mocking herself for her foolishness....Someone knocked on the door to Vicky's ward.Thinking that it was Cece, Vicky placed the remote controller in her hand. "Come in."The door opened as a slim figure walked in with a bouquet."Miss Shaw, I heard that you were admitted into the hospital, so I came to pay you a visit."Vicky narrowed her eyes when she saw the woman who came in. "Miss Young?"Sure enough, it was Sheila.Tyler had taken the initiative to inform her of the results of the investigation.Sheila was with Jessica on the night of the incident, and Vicky only went into the room where Jason was in because Jessica ty
Vicky looked at Sheila, but she did not seem angry at all. "But what?"Sheila looked up into Vicky’s eyes. "You've cemented your position as Missus Hart even more now. I guess some good came out of a bad situation after all."Vicky paused. "What?""Tyler has decided that I'm a vicious woman who'd do whatever it takes to get what I want, which contradicts the understanding, gentle character I've built for myself over the years." Sheila smiled bitterly. "All my hard work has been ruined. Ms. Shaw, did you really think that Tyler would love a vicious woman like me?"Finally catching on to what she said, Vicky asked, "Are you trying to say that I'm behind all of this?""It doesn't matter anymore." Sheila forced a smile. "Congratulations, Ms. Shaw, for cementing your position."She then turned to leave.Vicky watched her receding figure and said, "Shouldn't you feel touched, Miss Young?"Sheila came to a halt with her hand on the doorknob, but she neither left nor turned around as V
"H—Haven't you always wanted to divorce me so that you can marry Sheila?""When did I say that?" asked Tyler.Vicky thought back to what happened in the past.Tyler did want to divorce her, and she still had the message from him that she received on the day of the accident. However, from what she could remember, he never mentioned anything about marrying Sheila.She narrowed her eyes in confusion. "So you don't want to marry her?""If I wanted to marry her, I wouldn't have married you," he said coldly."But wasn't I the one who sabotaged your relationship, forcing you to marry me?""Yes.""So Sheila...should be the one you wanted to marry at the time, right?""Yes.""But now—""I would've married Sheila had you not come into the picture. However, it's been three years and I no longer have a specific reason to marry her," interjected Tyler before she could finish.Vicky caught on immediately. "So there was a specific reason that you wanted to marry her.""Yes, but you ruine
Vicky knew that both Sheila and she were set for failure the moment they fell for Tyler.He wanted to marry Sheila, and after what Vicky did to Sheila, his feelings for Sheila faded as soon as she was deemed incapable of playing piano.Shocked by how cold he was, Vicky asked, "But if you don't want to marry Sheila anymore, why...did you insist on divorcing me before I lost my memories?"Tyler narrowed his eyes coldly. "Why?" he repeated sarcastically. "You should ask yourself what you did.""I don't remember."He stared down at her in contempt as memories came rushing back to him. "Not remembering what you did doesn't mean that none of it ever happened. Take some time to consider if you still want a divorce."His sharp, eagle-like eyes threatened to pierce right through her. "Missus Hart, you know what's best for yourself. In your current position, you managed to punish those who bullied you. If you were only an ordinary woman, do you think you could recover peacefully here?"Vi