No one would be happy getting slapped in public. Tyler's face turned cold and gloomy as he lowered his gaze to the angry woman. His deep gaze shimmered with a chilling light. "Vicky, it seems you haven't learned your lesson at all." Vicky had prepared many words to say to him, but at that moment, all her words converged into one sentence. "Tyler, you truly disgust me!" After her statement, she no longer paid attention to the gazes from the crowd and turned to leave, knowing that no amount of effort could salvage this marriage. Her wrist was gripped tightly as the man caught hold of her. Vicky's long lashes lifted slightly and asked in an indifferent tone, "Mister Hart, is there something else that you want?" "Are you trying to leave after hitting someone?" "What else is there to do?" Vicky sneered coldly as she glanced around. She then shifted her gaze back to Tyler's face. "Would you prefer that I stay and publicly reveal all the disgusting things you've done instead, Mi
Tyler sneered coldly as he reached for his phone to make a phone call, "If that woman, Cece, won't stay in line..." Before he could finish his sentence, Vicky snatched the phone out of his hand and threw it onto the floor. The loud sound of the phone's collision sent the entire event hall into silence. She questioned with bloodshot eyes. "Why are you so despicable, Tyler Hart? You can target me all you want. What kind of man are you to go after my friends instead?!" "Isn't this the only way to make you fall in line?" He asked. She raised her arm to slap him again, only to be stopped halfway. "Vicky, it looks like I've been too tolerant of you lately." His glare was unfamiliar and cold as he continued, "If you care so much about your friends, go and spend a few days with them in prison." Vicky had not even had time to react when Tyler spoke indifferently, "Guards, take this intruder who trespassed into the banquet and committed assault to the police station." Security gu
The man's tall figure stood silently in the dim light, seemingly merging with the darkness. Vicky's voice was hoarse as she spoke, "I've never forced you to marry me since the beginning. The engagement banquet with Harvey, Gloria's abduction… everything was orchestrated by you, wasn't it? Pursuing Gloria was just a cover for your true motives… wasn't it?" Harvey had warned her that Tyler was behind all of this, but at that time, she did not believe it because she felt that Tyler had no motive to do such things. It seemed impossible for him to go to such lengths merely to be with her. Considering how prideful Tyler was, it would have been fortunate if he did not try to kill her, let alone attempt to rekindle past love with her. Therefore, Vicky did not entirely believe Harvey's words. However, at that moment, it seemed that everything she had doubted was actually true as Tyler's transformation had started gradually after she confessed her love for him. "Tyler, you spent so man
The intertwining of light and shadow revealed the man's cold, frosty eyes before her. He held her chin as he said in a lowered tone, "You've recovered your memories a long time ago, yet you kept deceiving me, pretending not to remember... What right do you have to present yourself as a victim?" His long fingers gently caressed her cheek. It carried a peculiar sensation. "This is karma. This is the consequence of your own actions." Finally, he grew tired of concealing his true self and dropped his disguise. Vicky's gaze flickered, and she instinctively asked, "How did you find out?" The recovery of her memories was something that even her companions, Cece and Jennifer, were not aware of. So, she was baffled by how Tyler found out about it. 'Am I missing something?' She thought. Tyler sneered. "Did you really think you could deceive me with your little tricks?" Vicky gazed at the man before her and asked the question hidden deep in her heart, "Tyler, in the four years of
Vicky looked at the divorce agreements for a moment before abruptly tearing them apart. Tyler's voice turned cold and asked, "Vicky?" Vicky replied in a calm voice, "I have my own job and I’m capable of supporting myself. You can waive the compensation. As for the cars... I haven't driven since my accident, so you don't need to leave them for me. As for the villa..." Tyler rarely came home. To him, that villa was more of a hotel. Even if he kept it, he would not live there. "Leave the villa to me. Redraft the agreement and bring it to me for signing," she continued. Tyler stood still, observing her for a while before finally turning around to leave. After about ten minutes, he returned with a revised copy of the divorce agreement and handed it to Vicky. Vicky read through it and signed her name. Tyler took the document and said to Vicky, "Get ready. You can leave here soon." Vicky's lips moved, but she could not utter a single word. Shortly after, Vicky was led out of
Tyler's strategy was truly remarkable. As they walked out of the Civil Administration office, Tyler asked, "Where are you going? I can get Harry to give you a ride." Vicky, however, asked, "Are Jennifer and Cece, as well as Alex and Sebastian, alright now?" "They have all been released." "Can I borrow your phone for a moment?" After being released, she and Tyler went directly to the Civil Administration office. Although her phone was returned to her, it had run out of battery and shut off after three days. Tyler glanced at Harry, who understood and found Cece's phone number in the contact list. He dialed the number for Vicky and handed her the phone, which Vicky accepted readily. "Harry, how dare you call me?! Are you calling to see if I'm dead?!" Cece's spirited voice could be heard from the other end of the phone. Vicky relaxed slightly after hearing Cece's vigorous voice. "Cece, it's me," she spoke up. "Vicky?" Cece paused for a moment and hurriedly said, "Vicky,
Ever since they started growing apart, Tyler had not been home. Naturally, he did not have time to gather his belongings from the study. Vicky pondered and sent a text message to Harry, asking him to come over when he had time to pack up Tyler's documents and belongings. They were no longer husband and wife, so she could not go through Tyler's things recklessly. Although the mansion now belonged to her, she could dispose of any of Tyler's things as she pleased. However, there was no telling if there were important documents hidden somewhere. If there were truly valuable items, she would not be able to compensate for any damage to them. After a while, Harry replied, "Alright." Vicky returned to the bedroom and gathered all the items related to Tyler in a box. Then, one by one, she moved those boxes to Tyler's study, waiting for Harry to come and take them all away. After everything was packed up, Vicky took a final look at Tyler's study. It was all over. Her grievances
Those women were nothing more than tools Tyler used to retaliate against her. He held a grudge against her for her past infidelity and believed that seeking affection and parading a few women around was a perfectly normal response. "Vicky, is there really no chance for reconciliation between you two?" Cece asked with a hint of hope. Vicky smiled faintly. "We have completed our divorce proceedings. What do you think?" Upon hearing this news, both Cece and Jennifer were rendered speechless, unable to respond for a long time. At that moment, a low and gentle voice came from beside them. "Vicky, Miss Lynn, Miss Monroe, are you three also dining here?" The three of them looked up and saw a tall and handsome man standing before them. Jennifer immediately stood up. "Sir, you're here too?" The man's lips curled into a smile. "Yes, I heard that this restaurant's flavors are excellent, unlike other high-end establishments that only focus on service." He glanced around and sighed li