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
Nikki's clean face became swollen with an obvious handprint visible on her skin. Mister Larson grabbed her hair and tore her clothes rudely."Let go of me! Let go!" Nikki shrieked in terror. "Please! Someone, save me! Ah!"The more Nikki struggled, the more agitated Mister Larson was, which worsened his behavior. The only thing people heard in the bar was Mister Larson's evil laughter and Nikki screaming at the top of her lungs.When Mister Larson raised his hand and was about to slap Nikki again, someone grabbed his hand. It was followed by a man's voice, deep and dark."That's enough." His voice was alluring and melodious like the sound of the piano.Mister Larson, at this moment, was lost in himself and could hardly listen to what people said. He raised his head and looked at the man with his reddened eyes and face contorted in fury. "Who the f*ck are you to butt into my business? You…"Just as he was about to continue cursing the man, he finally caught a clear look on the man
Judging from the way Nikki's eyes looked dull and unfocused, she was probably traumatized. After noticing her torn-up clothes, Tyler casually threw down his suit jacket on her."Put this on."Only then did Nikki realize how she looked. She quickly put on Tyler's suit jacket. "Thank you," she said with her flushed face lowered.Mister Lidell, the bar manager, who had been struck dumb all those while finally came to his senses. He quickly thanked Tyler before leading Nikki away.Seeing this, the patrons began to whisper amongst themselves."I didn't know Tyler Hart was here too…""Yeah. Nikki is so lucky. Things would have ended up really badly for her if Tyler wasn't here to save her.""I wouldn't chalk it down to luck though. He's been here every night for the past few weeks. How do I know? Well, I saw it with my own eyes.""So she's with Tyler… No wonder that old pervert Mister Larson let her go in the end.""Huh? But isn't there a rumor going around saying Tyler is getting b
While Vicky was deep in contemplation, Nikki — dressed in a new set of attire — had already walked back out to the stage. She sat down in front of the piano and scanned the audience quickly. Her eyes immediately lit up and she smiled when her gaze fell on a particular face in the audience.She was a beautiful girl who gave off a cold yet regal aura. A dignified woman, she would never give a person like Mister Larson the time of day. Hence, why she rejected his advances.It was safe to say that she had no interest in wealth or power, nor did she give a d*mn about those rich, spoiled kids who thought they could get her attention by throwing money around. Those kids who came from wealthy families were all the same everywhere — they were either drinking their lives away or banking on their family name to get them out of trouble every day. They were all good-for-nothings. Nikki would be a fool to believe them when they said they were there to support her talent; they were actually the
The surprise only lasted for a while.Tyler was a good CEO and would never allow personal matters to affect his work. Vicky never got him to break this ethic, and neither did Sheila. It seemed Nikki could not do it, too.Vicky had not discovered any similarities between Sheila and Nikki. They did not look the same, and their temperaments did not match. The only similarity was that they were both skilled in the piano.However, Vicky did not think Tyler treated them differently just because they could play the piano very well. Thus, she had a feeling it would be something else, one she did not know of.That was probably why Vicky showed up here every day.The bar was popular, but Nikki was not the only one who performed for the establishment. There were other performers who would showcase their talents, too.After finishing a song, Nikki bowed to the audience. When she was leaving the stage, an affluent young man dressed in branded apparel stopped Nikki with a glass of wine in his