Chapter 1335
It only took Vicky a few minutes, but when she returned with the coffee, she saw Tyler hurrying out of
his office anxiously.
He froze when he saw her, but his expression swiftly darkened. âWhere have you been?â
Vicky showed him the cup of coffee in her hand. âYou looked really busy, so I went to make you a cup
of coffeeâ¦â
He raised his arm and slammed the cup out of her hand.
Thunk! The cup landed on the ground, spilling the coffee inside.
âDid I not tell you to stay where I can see you?!â he roared.
Vicky stared at the man before her, and her face turned pale.
Sensing that his behavior had frightened her, Tyler stiffened for a moment, and his anger gradually
subsided. He subconsciously reached out, wanting to hold her hand.
Instinctively, however, Vicky pulled away from him.
His arm froze midair, and time seemed to have stopped.
Vickyâs gaze flickered slightly, and she wanted to say something, but Tyler slowly retracted his hand.
His long eyelashes drooped, hiding his emotions.
After a few seconds, Tyler strode past her.
Vicky watched his figure gradually recede and decided not to stop him from leaving.
Tyler had been acting strangely recently, and she knew that something had to change.
A trace of worry appeared in Vickyâs eyes. After contemplating for a few seconds, she dialed the phone
number of the hypnotist who previously hypnotized Tyler.
Tyler never returned
Sometime later, there was a knock on the office door. Jade, the female bodyguard, walked in. âMissus
Hart, Iâll take you home.â
Vicky glanced behind her. âWhereâs Tyler?â
Jade looked away. âMister Hart still has some appointments to attend to, so he canât come back
temporarily. Thatâs whyâ¦
Vicky could tell that Jade was lying. âDonât lie to me. Just tell me where he is.â
Jade hesitated for a few seconds but eventually confessed,â Heâs at a bar.â
In the dimly lit and empty bar, a handsome man sat at the counter, drinking one glass after another.
The other patrons had long been evacuated from the bar, leaving the spacious venue with only Tyler
alone.
Just as he was about to pour himself another drink, a slender and fair hand suddenly held onto the
bottle.
His gaze flickered slightly, and in his dazed vision, he saw a familiar figure. âYou⦠Why are you here?â
he spoke, slurring slightly in his speech.
âI was a bit worried about you, so I came to check on you.â
âWorried about me?â Something seemed to have struck his mind, and he smirked feebly. âAre you
worried about me, or do you find me annoying?â
Vicky twitched slightly, surprised by his perceptiveness.
Vicky held his fingers, stared into his eyes, and finally asked the question she had kept buried in her
heart. âTyler, have youâ¦remembered everything?â