"Mister Hart, can I have a moment with you alone?""Doctor Jenny, what is it that you can't discuss in front of me?" Vicky asked.Doctor Jenny smiled. "Of course, I'll talk to you about your condition, but I need to learn more about what Mister Hart sees from his perspective as well. What you can describe is how you subjectively feel, and I want to know what Mister Hart thinks. As for why I'd like to speak with him alone, that's because there might be things that he finds difficult to talk about in front of you or that he might not be able to describe objectively... Do you understand?"Vicky nodded. "Alright, then. I'll head back to my room."Doctor Jenny and Tyler did not talk in the living room and instead did so in his study.As soon as the door closed behind them, Doctor Jenny deadpanned, "Mister Hart, I'm afraid Miss Shaw isn't just having nightmares. She's suffering from depression."He narrowed his eyes darkly. "What?""According to my experience, she's suffering from dep
Vicky almost forgot about how experienced Tyler had become in kissing after staying home for the past few days.She leaned into his arms helplessly and wrapped her arms around his neck as he kissed her.She used to not understand why people enjoyed kissing, but she finally realized how addictive it was after experiencing it herself.Vicky was not appalled by Tyler's kisses and was even falling in love with the feeling.Occasionally, she would feel confused as she wondered what their relationship was.'Are we a couple?' she thought. 'We never said we're one, and he never said that he loves me or asked me to be his girlfriend. Are we friends with benefits? But we haven't slept together, so what are we?'Sensing her distraction, he nibbled on her lip, and she snapped out of it with the realization that people might see them as they were standing on the balcony.She shoved at him gently. "... Back to the room."Tyler chuckled and lifted her. Instead of carrying her back to her room
"W—What's wrong?"Tyler continued to look at her with an unreadable, eerie expression. Suddenly, an odd-sounding chuckle escaped him when he realized Vicky had no idea what she did or said to have him react this way."A way to return what I did for you? So everything you did for the past few days was a gesture to return for what I did for you?"Vicky was stunned. "Yes…"Even before she finished her sentence, Tyler started to laugh discreetly. Despite that, he was not…genuinely happy. His eyes were dark and hurtful, and his laughter was full of irony.It caused Vicky to panic, and her instincts kicked in as she grabbed Tyler's arm.However, Tyler withdrew his arm indifferently and got on his feet. He put on his usual indifferent, cold face while his eyes looked clear and cold.The riled, wanton man no longer existed as if everything was just an illusion."Tyler…"Tyler had been very gentle and caring to her as of late. To be more exact, he would fulfill any of the wishes she ex
Vicky's room was dark.A bolt of lightning flashed again, which allowed Tyler to have a clear look at the room.The bed was nicely made without anyone sleeping on it. Obviously, Vicky was not ready to go to bed yet because the curtain was not closed.Shock flashed through Tyler's eyes as he quickly switched on the light in the room. As expected, the room was empty. He quickly searched the bathroom and his own, but he failed to see Vicky.At that moment, he no longer felt tipsy. He took out his phone to call Vicky—and it was at that moment he heard a melodious ringtone near the door.He spotted Vicky's phone nicely placed, and it took him a few seconds to realize Vicky was missing as he gazed at the ringing phone.Worse, she did not bring her phone with her.He knew Vicky called and texted him a while ago. During then, he was drinking at the bar and was reluctant to answer the call or reply to Vicky's messages.Panic hit him hard when he finally realized Vicky was missing.Yes,
The outside world terrified Vicky. If she was not angry at him, she would have never left the house, especially when it rained so heavily.Tyler no longer hesitated as he strode out of the room with his phone and called someone."I don't care what you do. Ten minutes… No! I'm giving you five minutes to track down the girl I asked you to find last time.""That girl again?" came the voice of a man from the other end, sounding curious and shocked. "Tyler, have you…fallen in love with her?""It's none of your business. Just find her!"The man hesitated and said, "Tyler, you know you shouldn't be restrained by a relationship at an important time like this. If Lincoln Hart learns about this, he can make use of her and stop you from returning to the Hart family.""I never want to go back anyway," Tyler said."I know you don't want to go back, but…you don't have a choice now. They know the truth. Your existence has seriously affected Lincoln's status. If you don't go back, he'll get rid
Tyler looked into Vicky's eyes. "Why didn't you take your phone with you?""I was in a hurry and left the phone at the door when I put on my shoes. I only remembered that I didn't have my phone with me…when I was at your office. I asked the guard about you and was told you weren't in today, so I came back."However, the distance from this apartment to Tyler's office was very far. It was difficult to hail a taxi since it was raining heavily, so she was drenched even with an umbrella.Since she failed to locate Tyler and did not have her phone with her, she could only come back to the apartment.The moment she saw Tyler, she was struck with happiness. Still, she did not understand why Tyler was mad at her in the first place.When she was on the way back, she kept asking herself what she did to have made Tyler angry. Was it because she agreed to have intimacy with him when they were not married or an actual couple? Was it because he thought she was alright with sleeping with any men?
Vicky looked in the mirror and watched Tyler use the hair dryer on. For some unknown reason, the sight looked rather hilarious.Suddenly, she recalled how she once used to dry his hair for him when she took care of him not long ago. The heat from the hair dryer felt warm and comfortable.After the hectic night, Vicky felt her taut nerves easing into comfort as she slowly grew groggy. Not long after, she dozed off.Tyler only noticed that she fell asleep after having dried her hair. He bent down and leaned forward to kiss her forehead.Vicky frowned at the sensation that disrupted her dozing off. She moved her head to the side and mumbled, "Tyler, stop it… I'm very sleepy…"Every morning after Tyler woke up, he would shower her with kisses to wake her up.Hearing this, Tyler stopped and carefully lifted her, looking down at her serene sleepy face.All of a sudden, he recalled how she tried to ask him a question but did not finish.'Tyler, are we…' Halfway through the question, s
Cece noticed Vicky's reaction and said, "Mister Hart comes here every day to hear any updates about you… He's even contacted a hypnotist. The doctor would've employed a hypnotherapist treatment on you if you remained unconscious."Vicky looked at Cece. "Hypnotize?""Yes. The doctor knew you lost your memory, so he suspected something had happened to the nervous system in your brain. He tried all sorts of methods but still failed to wake you up…"Cece then looked at Vicky. "What happened? Why were you unconscious for so long?"For some reason, she felt like something was different about Vicky ever since she woke up.Vicky looked out the window and said softly, "I remembered something."Dumbstruck, Cece exclaimed, "You regained your memory?!"Vicky shook her head. "Not all of it. Just a little.""Then…which part of memory that you remember?"Vicky gazed ahead as her voice sounded faint. "How I met Tyler…""When you first met Tyler, you say?" repeated Cece, sounding confused.V