Chapter 1116
Tyler was the first to break the silence. âDoes it hurt?â
Vicky kept her head bowed wordlessly.
âWhat exactly happened?â he asked.
She remained quiet, and tension rose in the air.
He pursed his lips at her reluctance to speak or look at him.â Vicky, how am I supposed to handle this if
you donât tell me anything?â
Her lashes fluttered at his words, and she finally looked up at him. âHandle this? Isnât your way of
handling it having me apologize?â
His dark and intense eyes stared at her unwaveringly. âItâs a fact that you pushed her into the lake, isnât
it?â he asked.
In fact, he had arrived in time and witnessed the scene.
Vicky admitted, âYes. So what?â
âHer health is fragile, and she has had heart problems for a while. By pushing her, you couldâve caused
unforeseen consequences-â
Tylerâs words were abruptly cut off by Vickyâs cold interruption. âAre you accusing me of trying to kill
your mother?â
âIâm merely stating an objective fact.â
âIs that why youâre not interested in knowing the reasons and asked me to apologize to her?â Vicky
sneered. âBack when Missus Hart locked me in the basement, your effort in looking for me and how
you made your parents apologize for it had all been an act, right?â
Vicky did not fully believe what Lincoln had told her, but seeing Tyler react to the situation, she was
finally convinced.
Tylerâs expression hardened. âAn act?â
âStop pretending, Tyler. I know everything,â said Vicky with a slight laugh. âIt was all your doing, right?
Your purpose was to use me and sever ties with your parents. It wasnât your parents who captured me;
it was you. Am I wrong?â
There was a flicker of astonishment in Tylerâs eyes, followed by a trace of anger. âWho told you all
this?â
âDo I need someone to tell me?â Vicky chuckled. âAll your previous tenderness and caring efforts had
all been carried out to seek revenge. You orchestrated this whole play, not only to free yourself from
your parentsâ control but also to make me fall for you completely. Killing two birds with one stone, huh?â
Tyler gripped her shoulder, his eyes pitch black and icy as they locked with hers. âVicky, is that what
you think of me?â
âWhat I think of you depends on what youâve done to me.â Vicky coldly brushed off his hand; even the
slightest touch from him filled her with disgust.
All of Tylerâs previous actions to stand up for her in front of his parents were all calculated, until this
moment when siding with her no longer held any benefit for him.
Hence, it did not matter if she endured a little mistreatment.
Vickyâs attitude easily ignited his anger. âDid Lincoln tell you all this?â he asked.
Vicky laughed. âYouâve always blamed everything on others.â
âVicky, Iâm asking you to apologize, not because I think you did something wrong, but because itâs a
fact that you
pushed her into the water, and there must be consequences.