"On my birthday, a reporter took pictures of the two of you having dinner together. And on that very same night, I received a text message from you asking for a divorce. If I've guessed correctly, it was at that moment you thought of rekindling your relationship with Sheila, wasn't it?" Vicky asked.Although she did not remember anything from the past, it did not mean she was an idiot. Tyler took his sweet time showing up in her ward after she had a car accident. Besides, the first thing he said to her then was to ask for a divorce. Even a fool could tell he did not want to stay married to Vicky.Tyler looked calm and aloof. "Me having dinner with her doesn't mean I want to rekindle our relationship, but…"His eyes became dark and steely. "It was true I wanted a divorce at that time."Vicky felt a twinge of pain in her heart, but she quickly calmed herself. "I didn't call you cruel because I wanted to be kind or sympathize with Sheila. I just think you should have never led her o
The thought sent chills down Vicky's spine.She gazed straight into Tyler's eyes and boldly claimed, "All this while you've been using me to repay what you owed Sheila, haven't you? That's the reason you've always sided with her instead of me…"Vicky clearly saw Tyler's eyes darkened for her gaze had been fixed on him the whole time. It was then she knew she had guessed correctly.She subconsciously clenched her fists. 'There's no end to this man's cunningness! No, it's more accurate to call him cold-blooded and heartless!'The fact that Tyler would no longer owe Sheila and that he was willing to draw a line between them should have made Vicky happy. Instead, she was gripped by an unknown fear. To her, Tyler was too calculative, too rational, and too ruthless."Why?" Vicky asked blankly."It's simple," said Tyler. "I don't want to marry her, nor do I want to owe her forever. If I didn't do what I did, she would have used that excuse to get closer to me. Then she would fall deeper
It was a question Vicky had asked Tyler before. At that time, Tyler did not answer it.This time, Tyler had no intention whatsoever to answer the question either."I've finished eating. You can leave now," he declared."But you haven't answered my question."Tyler put on a straight face and said, "You should leave now."Vicky's eyes twinkled deviously. "Tyler, you're not answering the question. Is it because you don't dare to answer it, or… you have a secret you don't want anyone to know?"It was obvious Vicky was trying to trick Tyler into answering the question, but Tyler would not fall for the trap."Foolish," muttered Tyler."Tyler…"Tyler started flipping through his documents, ignoring Vicky.Seeing this, Vicky stopped pestering him. She packed the lunch box and left the office.It was half past four in the afternoon when Tyler's phone rang. A soft feminine voice came from the other end of the phone. "What time will you be back? I'll ask Nanny Paterson to get the dinne
The sharp pain cleared Vicky's head.Tyler frowned and was not bothered to put on his bathrobe as he immediately strode to Vicky."Where did you hurt yourself?" asked Tyler.Vicky's heart thumped wildly when she saw the naked Tyler nearing her.She instinctively took a few steps back. "I'm fine…"However, the next moment, she lost her footing. Tyler quickly reached out to prevent her from falling.Vicky immediately smelled the subtle fragrance from Tyler's body. The bathroom was humid, due to Tyler's recent shower, and the temperature inside was higher than outside. All these made it hard for her to breathe evenly."Are you alright?" Tyler looked down at her. Vicky could see a reflection of herself in his eyes.Vicky's eyes glimmered as she stuttered, "I-I'm fine…"She struggled to break free from his arms. "I'm getting up now."Vicky took a step and suddenly found herself in mid-air. It took her a moment to realize that Tyler had hoisted her up."P-Put me down! I'm perfectl
Tyler leaned down to kiss Vicky once more, but she panicked and turned her face away, causing his lips to land on her cheek instead.Tyler stopped to look at her. She looked nervous and uneasy, no doubt."Vicky, we're married.""I…I know," Vicky replied."This is a normal thing married couples do," Tyler explained."I know. I'm just…" she trailed off softly, "not ready yet.""Not ready yet?" Tyler looked at her in a strange way. "When will you be ready?"Vicky did not reply.Tyler continued to look at her. "From the time you proposed the three-month contract, I haven't touched you. Vicky, I thought I'd given you enough time."Tyler was just as regular as any other guy, and their marriage was far beyond platonic before she lost her memory. After her car crash, he felt estranged after her memory loss, which was why he had not touched her during that period. However, it did not mean he was not going to touch her for the rest of her life.He noticed Vicky's wavering eyes and how
Just when Vicky was about to repeat herself, Tyler answered, "Six."Vicky was relieved. "What do you feel like eating? I'll cook for you.""Anything," came Tyler's indifferent response before he hung up, giving Vicky no room to say anything.Vicky's heart no longer hung on a thread. Luckily, he did not consider having a divorce because of this, even though he was unhappy.In fact, it was normal if he wanted to divorce her. The law did state it was part of the right and obligation for a married couple to have regular intimate moments. If one party refused to fulfill the obligation of being a married couple, the other half had the right to request a divorce.Vicky did not want that to happen, but…she was just not ready.…Other than spending that night in the study, Tyler did go back to sleep in the bedroom for the rest of the night, though he never touched her again. If it was unnecessary, he would not even say anything to her—not even a word.This was to the extent he would go
"Frankly speaking," Cece answered cautiously, "no normal woman can either. Sometimes, sex is the bond that keeps a couple together."Cece looked at the depressed-looking Vicky and asked softly, "Vicky, are you finding it hard to be intimate with Mister Hart because he has become a stranger to you after you've lost your memory?"Vicky fell silent for a minute. Then she questioned, "Cece, can you think of a situation where you would actually reject advances from a person whose touch you're not averse to?""Hmm… Meaning to say I like that person but I'm afraid of being intimate with him… and it's not because of external factors. Well, I guess the answer is I'm afraid I'll fall in love with someone I shouldn't have and be unable to pull myself out of it," answered Cece after mulling over the question.Vicky fell silent once more.Cece decided to cheer up Vicky, who was still low-spirited, by changing the topic. "Vicky, I was scrolling through the Internet yesterday and came across a v
Vicky nodded in agreement. "Yes. She must at the very least have ten years of piano playing experience behind her."Cece turned to look at Vicky. "Vicky, you know how to play the piano, too?"The question caught Vicky off guard. "I don't know."She just said that reflexively.Cece did not think too much of it. It would not be anything out of the ordinary for Vicky to know to play the piano since she came from a wealthy family. However, Cece had never seen Vicky play the piano during these years by her side.They were in the midst of their conversation when they heard a gruff voice coming in the front row."Oh please, you can drop the innocent act. You should know what performing in the bar entails very well!"Vicky looked over in the direction where the sound came from and saw a fat middle-aged man clutching Nikki's wrist."Why won't you drink with me? Is it because I'm not rich enough?" said the man belligerently."Mister Larson, it's not part of my job to drink with the patr