Chapter 1125
Vicky had no love or expectations toward Lincoln, so she could easily forgive him. Nonetheless, she
had made up her mind, even though she did not show it-she had to get out of the Hart familyâs house
as soon as possible.
Tyler was displeased by how Vicky treated Lincoln since he never got that kind of treatment from her,
so he asked her,â Vicky, arenât you going to say something?â
âLike what?â retorted Vicky nonchalantly.
âHe lied to you.â
âSo? Can you let go of him?â
Tylerâs face tensed, and his entire demeanor turned menacing.
At that moment, Valencia had just finished changing into something more comfortable and had come
out of her room to look for Lincoln. Her eyes immediately widened in shock when she saw Tyler had a
grip on Lincolnâs collar.
âTyler, what are you doing to Lincoln? Let him go this instant! â Valenciaâs voice pulled Tyler back to his
senses. He glanced at Vicky and saw she was looking coldly at him, and it made him release his hold
on Lincolnâs collar.
The next second, Tyler grabbed Vickyâs wrist and dragged her away. Instead of stopping them from
leaving, Valence immediately went up to check whether Lincoln was hurt.
âLincoln, are you okay? Let me see. Are you hurt anywhere? You must let me know if youâre unwell!â
Tyler, with a cold expression on his face, shut out Valenciaâs voice and brought Vicky back to his room.
Vicky started to panic and instantly put up a struggle outside Tylerâs room door.
âThis isnât my room⦠Tyler, what are you doing?!â
âWhatâs the point of asking when you know you canât stop me from whatever I plan to do with you,â
answered Tyler mockingly.
In that instant, Vicky lost all of her voice.
Tyler slammed the door closed and dragged her into the bathroom. He then pushed her under the
shower and turned it on without warning.
âTyler, what on earth are you-ah!â
Icy cold water rained down on Vickyâs head, soaking her to the bones and causing her to shiver. Tyler,
too, was drenched by the icy cold water since he stood with her under the shower.
âWhere did Lincoln touch you?â
Vicky found it hard to keep her eyes open under the running water. Still shivering, she shoved Tyler
away and said, âHave you gone mad? Let me go now!â
Tyler looked down at her and coldly repeated, âWhere did Lincoln touch you?â
At that moment, his handsome face was blurred by the running water. As he received no reply, he
reached out and took off her clothes, only for Vicky to fiercely resist him.
âLet go of me, Tyler!â
Coupled with what happened not long ago, her resistance only served to fuel his jealousy.
âYou canât stand the sight of me anymore because you have Lincoln now. Am I right?â