Chapter 1366: Chapter 1369

Chapter 1369

It was already past 11 p.m. by the time Vicky and Tyler arrived home.

Tyler went to the bathroom to shower, and Vicky watched as he left before carefully pouring the

prepared medication into a glass of milk, gently shaking it to mix.

10 minutes later, Tyler emerged from the bathroom. Vicky approached him with the glass of milk. “Have

a glass of milk before bed; it helps with sleep.”

Tyler looked at the milk in Vicky’s hand and subtly furrowed his brow.

He did not like drinking milk but was swayed by her earnest gaze and took the glass. “I’ll drink it later.”

Normally, Tyler would have downed the milk in one go, so Vicky felt anxious about his sudden change

of behavior. She had not felt this tense for a long time except for when she first started to slip the

medication into his food.

“What’s wrong?” she asked calmly.

“I still have some work to do. I need to handle it in the study, ” he replied.

“It’s late now, and you still want to work?” She narrowed her eyes.

“Yeah, but it won’t take too long.” Tyler planted a gentle kiss on her forehead. “If you’re tired, you can

go to sleep.”

After weeks of treatment, Tyler’s anxiety had eased.

In the past, whenever he worked in the study, he would insist Vicky stay with him no matter how late it

was. As of late, however, he was willing to let her go to bed first when it was late.

Vicky glanced at the milk in his hand. “Why don’t you drink the milk now?”

‘Til drink it after I finish my work.”

“You’ll just forget about it later.”

Caught red-handed, Tyler sighed with resignation. “I’ve been sleeping well lately. I don’t need to drink

milk every day.”

“That’s because you’ve been drinking milk every day, so you should continue drinking it,” Vicky said

earnestly.

“Vicky, there’s no scientific proof that suggests drinking milk helps with sleep.”

“I poured this glass of milk for you myself.” Vicky took the glass from his hand. “But if you don’t want to

drink it, forget it.”

“It’s not that I don’t want to drink it; I just want to drink it later.” Tyler held her hand and downed the milk

in one go.” Alright, I’ll go work now.”

After Tyler left the room, Vicky slumped onto the couch, feeling utterly drained.

The medicine prescribed by Isabella needed to be taken three times a day. Vicky could find ways to

administer it in the morning and at noon, but when Tyler returned home late from social gatherings, she

could not think of any other way except to pour him a glass of milk.

Unfortunately, Tyler despised drinking milk.

It was late at night and almost time to rest, so making tea or coffee for him would only raise suspicion.

Left with no option, she could only insist drinking milk helped improve sleep and give it to him every

night.

However, deceiving Tyler-even with a well-intentioned lieleft Vicky feeling uneasy and anxious.

The next day, Vicky woke up early to prepare breakfast for Tyler.

Under her persistent protest and insistence that he eat the breakfast she made every day, Tyler finally

caved and allowed her to cook in the morning.

Vicky often prepared oatmeal with some side dishes, so she served the oatmeal and sprinkled the

medication she received from Isabella into the oatmeal.

Just then, she heard Tyler’s voice from the door. “Vicky.”