Chapter 1138
Tyler only meant to kiss Vicky and did not have anything else in mind.
As he looked into the fear in her eyes, he laughed angrily.â Vicky Shaw, do you really take me for an
animal?â
Terrified of provoking him, Vicky did not say a word, but Tyler could easily tell from the wary look in her
eyes that she did think of him as an animal.
He clenched his fists but managed to suppress his anger in the end and got up. âRest. Iâll get you some
food.â
With that, he strode off in a hurry as though worried he might hurt her again if he stayed another
moment.
Tyler could distinctively sense that he was losing control over his emotions.
Half an hour later, Tyler brought the meal he personally prepared. The bodyguards stationed at the
door greeted him respectfully before opening the door for him.
When Tyler was not around, he always arranged for bodyguards to guard the entrance.
Upon entering the room, he found Vicky was not asleep but staring blankly out the window, lost in her
thoughts.
Tyler walked over. âWhy didnât you go back to sleep?â
Vicky ignored his words and continued staring out the window without any reaction.
Tyler furrowed his brow and patiently persisted. âHave something to eat.â
Since Vicky had just woken up, her stomach could only handle some chicken soup.
Tyler tested the temperature of the soup and brought it to Vickyâs lips upon confirming that it was warm.
âOpen up.â
Vicky remained motionless.
Tylerâs gaze turned cold in an instant.
He had never been this patient with anyone except Vicky, but she showed no gratitude at all.
Just as Tyler was about to get angry, he caught sight of Vickyâs thin and haggard face, and he
ultimately held back.
In a low voice, he said, âHave something to eat first. Itâll help your body recover.â
There was no response.
âVicky, I told you to open your mouth. Can you hear me?â
Still, Vicky refused to react.
âVicky!â
Before Tyler could finish his sentence, she spoke hoarsely though calmly, âLeave it for now. I donât
have an appetite at the moment. Iâll eat on my own later.â
Tyler wanted to argue, but he refrained from threatening her upon seeing Vickyâs feeble appearance.
Just then, Tylerâs phone rang.
He glanced at Vicky and answered the call.
It was Harry calling.
Recently, Tyler had been devoted to taking care of Vicky and had not been able to go to the office, so
most of the important matters had to be reported through phone calls.
As Harry provided updates, Tylerâs expression grew increasingly solemn.
After a long while, he finally said, âI understand. Iâll be there right away.â
Harry let out a sigh of relief on the other end of the line.
After hanging up the phone, Tyler looked at Vicky. âI have some urgent matters to attend to. Iâm going
out for a while.â
Silence lingered, and there was no response.
Tyler knew she did not want to acknowledge him, and in a low voice, he said, âRemember to finish your
meal.â
Tyler stood there for a while, waiting for Vickyâs response, but it never came and his mood soured.
âVickyâ¦â
âI understand,â Vicky spoke before he could warn her. âGo and take care of your business.â