Vicky regretted even more how she treated Tyler today, and her remorse deepened when she saw the
photo.
âEven Harvey noticed something was off with Tyler, but I didnâtâ¦â She swore to herself that she would
treat Tyler better and find him a psychologist after bringing him home. âHis condition must be really
serious.1
Vicky turned back and walked slowly toward Tyler as quietly as she could, but he still noticed her the
moment she got close to him.
Tyler must have remembered who she was as he did not turn to face her. Instead, he said lightly, âWhy
did you come?â
Vicky paused for a second before continuing to walk to his side. âWhat are you doing here? The wind is
picking up. You might catch a cold.â
âIâve regained some of my memoriesâ¦â muttered Tyler as if he did not hear her question.
Vicky immediately looked at him. It was then she realized Tyler was drenched in the rain. His
handsome face was made even colder by the biting wind.
Vickyâs breath became erratic. âItâs cold out here. Why donât we go home for now, and we can talk
about it laterâ¦â she suggested as she grabbed Tylerâs hand.
As cold as she felt, Tylerâs hand was even colder. It was like holding a block of ice. He did not move nor
did he shake her hand off. Instead, he simply stared into the distance.
âDonât you want to know which memories Iâve regained?â
âWe can talk about it when weâre homeâ¦â
Tyler suddenly turned to face her. His inky blue eyes bore into hers.â Werenât you the one who kept
asking me whether I was pretending to have amnesia? Shouldnât you be happy that Iâve regained some
of my memories? N
âWhy should I be happy about it?â
Tyler smirked. âBecause you can divorce me now.â
Vickyâs face stiffened. âI shouldnât have brought up the matter of divorce with him when he hasnât fully
recovered, whether or not he genuinely has amnesia. I shouldâve waited⦠He did get hurt because of
me after all.â
âIâ¦â She was at a loss for words and feared anything she said might trigger him. The word âdivorceâ
was, of course, out of the question.
Thinking of this, she simply asked in a small voice, âWhat do you remember?â
Tyler looked down at her. His handsome face, crisscrossed by light and darkness, was unclear.
âI remember when we first got together,â he answered in his clear, deep voice.
âWhen we first got together, you say?â Vickyâs gaze flickered. She did not know whether he was talking
about when they first started dating or when they first got married.
Tyler must have known what she was thinking because he replied, âWhen we first started dating.â
Vickyâs hand subconsciously tightened around Tylerâs. âWhat then?â âYou told me you pulled some dirty
tricks to make me marry you and I didnât like you at all.â His icy cold eyes glanced at her from time to
time.â What I want to know is, why did we start dating?â