All Chapters of Loving You In Secret: Chapter 691 - Chapter 700

"Now, kneel!"Tyler shot him an odd look, and Jonathan repeated viciously, "Did you not hear me? I said, kneel!""And if I don't?" Tyler asked.The fact that Tyler let go of Vicky gave Jonathan the illusion that he had full control over Tyler and was furious at Tyler's question. "I'll shoot you if you don't!""Go on, then," Tyler said calmly.Everyone was stunned, and even Gloria looked at Tyler in confusion.While she was distracted, Tyler reached to grab the gun in Jonathan's hand.Jonathan wanted to take it back but was hardly a match for Tyler. At the very last moment, he pulled the trigger out of desperation.Bang!The gunshot was followed by a few more.Gloria had never been in such a situation before, so all she could do was tremble and watch as her mind went blank.By the time she snapped out of it, Tyler had picked Vicky up from the ground, and it was at that moment that Gloria realized Tyler was not scared of Jonathan's threat and merely accepted Jonathan's command

Vicky nodded. "Okay.""Don't show yourself in the academy for the time being. I'll follow up on this," said Gloria.Suddenly, Gloria's phone started ringing, and after answering the call, she paled and ended the call.She looked at Vicky. "Vicky, I'm afraid that I need to hurry back. Rest well. I'll come by to see you again tomorrow.""Okay. Go ahead."On Gloria's way out, she shot a cold glare at Tyler.Since Vicky had regained consciousness, she did not have to worry about Vicky's safety.When the door closed behind Gloria, Vicky turned to look at Tyler. "Mister Hart, thank you...for what you did today. Without you, I might've..."He interrupted her, "Aren't you upset that I caused you this much trouble?"She chuckled. "Had you not gotten involved, I wouldn't even have a chance to face the troubles you've caused."Tyler studied her for a few moments. "You can't live here tonight."Realization dawned on Vicky. "Are you saying that...those guys are going to come after me ton

'They'll keep tailing us if I don't get rid of the cars behind us, but to have Vicky puke in my car... That's the one thing I can't put up with,' Tyler thought and decided to end the car race as soon as possible.He shifted gear and stepped hard on the accelerator to speed up.The two cars behind were bracing for impact when Tyler suddenly drove off, and they instantly lost control before crashing into each other.Boom!Following a deafening noise, the cars combusted in flame and exploded.Though Vicky did not know much about cars, she could tell that Tyler, who often looked extremely cold, was a skilled car racer, which seemed to contradict his usual image.That was the last thought that went through Vicky's mind before she lost consciousness under the impact of the explosion....Warm sunlight shone upon Vicky as she slowly opened her eyes.She had fallen deep into slumber, and she had not had such a good night's sleep since she arrived at Molivia.She sat up and massaged t

Vicky was startled by Tyler's behavior. "What is it, Mister Hart?"He stopped before her and crouched to study her ankle.When his cold fingers came into contact with her skin, Vicky was overwhelmed by a strange feeling."It seems that your muscles and bones are fine for now," he said, "but the swelling has worsened because you didn't get it treated last night."Vicky instinctively moved away from his touch. "I'm fine, Mister Hart, honest. It's getting late, and I should really—ah!"Before she could finish, she was lifted off her feet.Though Tyler had carried her the night before, she was not as sober as she was at the moment.After learning that he had bathed and changed her, she was so embarrassed that she could barely look him in the eyes, and she started panicking when she found herself in his arms.He carried her to the couch and started checking her ankle intently, all the while applying light pressure at different spots. "Does this hurt?""No... Mister Hart, I'm fine.

Vicky picked up the crutch and fumbled out of bed. To avoid any pressure on her injured ankle, she hopped out with one leg and moved extremely slowly.Since Tyler lived alone, his apartment had three rooms in total and was decorated in a modern style.Judging from the colors and decorations in the apartment, one would conclude that Tyler was a stern and boring man. There were no paintings or plants—only what was necessary.As she walked past the kitchen, she spotted Tyler cooking inside.Tyler wore a spotless white shirt that accentuated his jade-like skin, with a slightly open collar and sleeves meticulously rolled up with precision.Despite all the smoke in the kitchen, he exuded an innate elegance, moving with grace and poise, untainted by earthly grime.Vicky, too, came from a wealthy family, but compared to him, she felt rather plain.As she watched him, Tyler seemed to sense something and lifted his head to look toward the door. "Why are you here?"The way he spoke sounde