Chapter 1272: Chapter 1275

Chapter 1275

Tyler turned to look at the door when he heard it opening. His face was so pale that it made his inky

blue eyes even more striking. Weak as he seemed, it did not detract his handsomeness and innate

nobility.

His eyes lit up when he saw Vicky entering. “Vicky, where did you go?” he asked raspily, and it sounded

seductive.

Vicky walked over to his bed. “I went to take a nap.”

She reached out to touch his forehead. “Are you feeling any better?”

He looked at her peculiarly. “Yes, much better.’

Relieved, Vicky put down her hand after making sure his temperature was not as hot as last night’s.

Then, she turned to face the doctor and asked,” Have you done today’s checkup on him? What’s his

condition now?”

“No, I haven’t done today’s checkup on Mister Hart yet,” said the doctor sheepishly, slightly awkwardly.

Vicky thought that it was odd but decided not to pursue the matter further, so she said, “Well, do it now.’

The doctor glanced at Tyler and asked cautiously, “Mister Hart, may we do the checkup on you?”

Tyler ignored him and asked Vicky instead, “Vicky, who are they? Where am I?’

Vicky thought his questions were a little strange. “They’re your doctors, and we’re at home.”

The doctors present the ones who handled Tyler’s case when he was in the hospital, and all of them

were specially recruited from abroad by Harry. After Tyler was discharged from the hospital, the doctors

were provided accommodation elsewhere so they could follow up on Tyler’s case and perform check-

ups on him from time to time.

Since it was a home visit, Tyler felt there was no need forthem to come in wearing their doctor’s coats,

so he asked them to dress casually.

“Home?” Tyler looked around. “Whose home is this?”

Vicky was dumbfounded. “This is our home…”

“Our home?” Tyler frowned. “No. This isn’t our home.”

“Tyler, what’s the matter with you?” Vicky asked in shock.

Tyler looked around his unfamiliar surroundings once more. “Did you rent this place?”

“Tyler, what are you talking about?”

“Aren’t you supposed to be performing abroad?” He looked at her suspiciously. “What are you doing

here instead?”

‘Performing? What performance?’ Vicky had no idea what he was talking about, so she turned to Harry

and asked, “What’s going on?”

Harry shook his head in confusion. “The doctor wanted to examine Mister Hart after he woke up, but he

wouldn’t let them. He kept insisting to see you, so I brought you here immediately… I have no idea

what’s going on, either.’

Seeing her talking to Harry, Tyler followed Vicky’s gaze toward him. Frowning, he asked, “Vicky, who is

that man?”

This time, both Vicky and Harry were dumbfounded.

“Mister Hart… Wh… What did you just say?” Harry stammered, baffled.

Tyler looked at him emotionlessly and asked coldly, “Who are you?’