Chapter 1433
Vicky assumed Tyler was badly injured when she noticed his blank stare. âTyler, can you get up?
Should I call an ambulance?â
Tyler collected himself and said hoarsely, âIâm fine.â
Gently pushing Vicky aside, he quickly got up. Although there were shards and debris scattered all over
the ground, Tyler had not sustained any severe injuries as he wore a suit jacket. Only the back of his
hand was exposed to the debris and suffered from a few cuts.
From Tylerâs perspective, a few cuts were nothing to be worried about, but Vicky noticed and
immediately held his hand.
âYour hand is cut. Letâs treat it with ointment right away.â She led him upstairs, holding his hand gently.
Tyler instinctively wanted to shake off her hand and mock her for pretending to be concerned as that
was what he thought. However, for some reason, he found himself following her upstairs silently when
he saw the concern on her face.
Vicky swiftly fetched the medical kit.
Though the wounds were not very serious, they looked rather ugly.
With practiced ease, Vicky took out a disinfectant swab and a hemostatic agent from the medical kit,
carefully treating Tylerâs wounds. She moved gently, worried she would hurt him. Occasionally, she
would look up and observe his expression
âIf it hurts, please let me know,â she said.
This level of pain was insignificant to Tyler. As he looked at her cautious movements and focused
expression, he felt his heartstrings tugged. His anger and irritability seemed to dissipate in an instant.
In his mind, Vicky was carrying someone elseâs child âthe child he should have strangled her for. No
one ever subjected him to such humiliation. However, seeing how worried she was about him at the
moment, he could not help but doubt himself.
After venting his anger, a sense of emptiness washed over him. It dawned on him that he was reluctant
to let go of the woman before him.
While he was lost in thought, Vicky finished tending to his wounds.
âAll done,â she whispered. âFor the next couple of days, try to keep the wounds away from water as
much as possible to avoid infection. Otherwise, there will be scars.â
Tyler gazed intently at Vicky.
Ignoring his gaze, she continued, âBy the way, pay attention to your diet too. You canât drink alcohol for
a couple of days.â
After a few seconds of silence, Tyler suddenly spoke, âGet
rid of the child, and never contact Alex again.â
Vicky paused, feeling dumbfounded at first until she realized what he meant.
Vicky looked up and studied his majestic features before asking, âAre you sayingâ¦youâre willing to
forgive me?â
His expression darkened. No man on earth could forgive his wife for cheating on him. âDream on. I will
never forgive you, â he said coldly.
âSo what are you saying?â
He stared down at her and said, âYouâll stay and spend the rest of your life atoning for what you did.â
Vickyâs gaze lit up as she knew Tyler had chosen to forgive her despite what he said.
She merely asked such a question to test Tylerâs limits.