Chapter 1338: Chapter 1341

Chapter 1341

Vicky’s concern was genuine, but she had no idea how Tyler interpreted it. His displeasure was

evident, and lately, he seemed to have become somewhat unpredictable.

Vicky decided to test the waters, “Shouldn’t we consider seeing a doctor?”

“What kind of doctor?” Tyler’s face grew tenser as he spoke.

Vicky stared at him intently, her voice barely audible. “A psychologist…”

As expected, Tyler’s expression darkened. “So, you first arranged for a hypnotist for me, and now you

want me to see a psychologist… Do you think I’m mentally unstable, Vicky?”

“I don’t think that! I just feel like you’ve been tightly wound up lately, and maybe seeing a psychologist

could help ease your anxiety. In this fast-paced society, it’s not unusual for people to have some

psychological issues…” Under Tyler’s increasingly cold gaze, Vicky felt her explanations fall short, and

her voice grew weaker.

Finally, she took a deep breath and changed her approach.” Tyler, I think I might have some issues with

my own mental state…”

He stared coldly at her. Do you really take me for a fool, Vicky?”

After a few seconds of silence, Vicky suddenly embraced him. Tyler, I’ve been feeling off lately, too.

Just accompany me to see someone, okay?”

“You’re not ill, and neither am I,” he asserted. “We don’t need to see a psychologist.”

“But…”

Tyler forcefully pushed her away.

His strength caught Vicky off-guard, and she stumbled back. However, he quickly reached out to

steady her, protecting her in his arms.

Seeing her stumble, Tyler bent down to check her ankles for any injuries. When he confirmed she was

fine, his face softened slightly.

He raised his eyes to find Vicky looking at him expectantly.

Tyler’s breath hitched, and he averted his gaze before turning to go upstairs.

Vicky watched as he walked away.

Returning to the kitchen, Vicky knew that breakfast would take around 20 minutes to be ready.

She glanced upstairs but did not hear any sounds, so she guessed that Tyler was probably taking his

time to freshen up and would not come down too soon.

After pondering for a few seconds, Vicky took out her phone and called Harry.

Harry answered the call, somewhat surprised to receive a call from Vicky this early in the morning.

“Missus Hart, do you need something?”

“Yeah,” said Vicky. “I need to ask you something.”

“Sure.”

“You said that Tyler has depression. Can you tell me more about it?”

Harry instantly fell into silence.

Harry had only ever mentioned it once, and since Vicky’s attention was focused solely on Tyler for the

past few days, she did not have time to talk to Harry.

Since Tyler’s condition seemed to be worsening, she felt the need to know more.

“Missus Hart, I don’t really know much about it…”

Vicky scowled. “I know that it’s your duty as his assistant to keep secrets for him, but he isn’t doing so

well. Keeping secrets will cause him more harm.”