Chapter 833

Tyler then took a sip of the water himself.

Vicky felt even more confused, but she was too thirsty to care and drank all the water in the glass.

Her throat felt less dry, and her voice was not as hoarse. "Tyler, what are you—"

Before she could ask what he was plotting, he pulled her into his arms.

He lowered his head to kiss her on the forehead before burying his nose into her neck, muttering in his melodious voice, "You are the best, Vicky."

She froze and wondered if she heard him correctly.

He never once said something like that throughout their time as a couple, even after he kidnapped her. She was so dumbfounded that she started having ridiculous thoughts, wondering if he was possessed.

Soon, her confusion was lifted.

He planted gentle kisses on her cheek and whispered, "I'm sorry for misunderstanding your relationship with Noah..."

She remained dazed for a while before coming to a realization.

The sheets had not been changed, and the spot of blood on them stood out.

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