Chapter 1117
As long as Vicky was willing to apologize, Tyler had a way to keep Valencia quiet and prevent her from
exploiting the situation any further.
A certain level of justice was expected, and an immature, unjust dictatorship would never work.
While he could use his power to suppress others temporarily, in the long run, Vicky would find it
increasingly difficult to survive in the mansion, and her situation would only worsen.
As long as Vicky stayed in the Hart household, his favoritism toward her would be putting her in danger,
making her the enemy of everyone, subject to constant attacks.
No one would like someone who disregarded reason and used brute force to oppress others.
However, Vicky seemed to completely misinterpret his intentions.
âIf you donât want to apologize, thatâs not an issue.â He looked at Vicky, his voice deep and clear.
âLeave the Hart family with me, and you wonât have to apologize. Iâll fight for justice on your behalf.â
Upon hearing this, Vicky instinctively took a few steps back. Her gaze became guarded. âTyler, what is
your motive this time?â
Her lack of trust and misunderstanding only worsened Tylerâs mood. âRight now, you have two
choices.â Tylerâs tone turned cold and hard. âApologize, or leave with me.â
âI donât want to apologize, and I donât want to leave with you. But if I have to choose, Iâd rather
apologize.â
âYouâd rather apologize than leave here with me?â Tylerâs expression darkened slightly. âDo you know
that today is only the beginning?â
âBut if I leave with you, it wonât be the end either, will it?â
âThis is the Hart family weâre talking about, coldly. âIf one day they take you away when Iâm not paying
attention, do you know what youâll face?â
Vicky remained cold and composed. âWhether itâs a dragonâs den or a tigerâs cave, thereâs no
difference to me. At least here, I still have some freedom of choice. Being with you would only mean
you controlling every aspect of my life.â
Vicky remained unappreciative, which irritated Tyler even more.
Knock, knock, knock!
Just then, a knock came from the door and you alone.â
As for what Valencia wanted to discuss, it was something everyone knew well.
Tyler knew that this matter could not be easily brushed aside and responded, âI understand.â Turning
his head, he looked at Vicky. âYou are to stay here. Donât go anywhere. Iâll go and see what I can do.â
Vicky remained silent.
After not seeing each other for a few days, not only did Vicky not show any sign of missing him, but she
also ignored him completely, which left him bitter.
âVicky, did you hear what I said?â he asked.
Vicky continued to ignore him, and Tyler finally lost his patience.
He forcefully pulled her into his embrace, cupped her head, and kissed her forcefully.
Even without looking into a mirror, Vicky could tell from the burning sensation on her cheeks that her
entire face was swollen.
Disgusted that Tyler still felt the urge to assault her when she looked so hideous, she struggled to push
him away, but he remained still like a rock.
It had been so long since he last kissed her and he could barely contain himself; all the frustration and
anger he felt eased.
Though he was still annoyed, he managed to suppress the urge to take her away by force.
Tyler could sense that Vickyâs attitude toward him was worsening and that he could no longer exert a
forceful approach toward her.