Vicky paled. âTyler, whatâs the matter with youââ
âHow dare you ask me that, Vicky?â hissed Tyler. He was evidently beyond furious, and his eyes
shimmered with rage. âAfter all youâve done?!â
This was not an unfamiliar scenario as similar situations had unfolded before, and Vicky was not
surprised. However, Tylerâs actions left her breathless. Frowning, she asked, âWhat have Iâ¦done
now?â
The innocent look on her face only fuelled his anger further. His gaze, fiery and devoid of reason,
locked onto her eyes as he gritted out, âDo I have to spell out what you and Harvey have done behind
my back?â
Vicky flinched and thought to herself, âHarvey again? Tylerâs misconceptions about Harvey seem far
more pronounced than with anyone else.â
Her breath grew increasingly labored, and she struggled to speak. âWhat⦠What did Harvey and Iâ¦
do?â
She did not know what fabricated notion he conjured this time, but addressing the issue directly might
help provide a solution.
The more Vicky avoided the subject, the angrier Tyler grew. His grip around her neck tightened,
threatening to snap her neck any second.
Tyler was extremely dangerous at the moment, and just when Vicky started to suffocate, Tyler abruptly
flung her onto the bed.
In the next instant, he threw a brand-new phone before her.
As soon as she laid eyes on the phone, an ominous premonition overwhelmed her, and she reached
out for it.
Unlocking the screen, a familiar video met her eyes. She had seen this content before; it was the same
video Avery had shown her. After watching it for a few moments, she raised her gaze to meet Tylerâs
cold, somber gaze.
âThatâs not Harvey and I.â
A chill smirk tugged at Tylerâs lips. âWho were they, then?â
âTheyâre just two people who happen to look very much like us.â
âHow convenient. Not only are there people who look exactly like you in this world, but thereâs also
someone who bears a striking resemblance to Harvey. And these two people conveniently end up
sleeping together⦠Is that what youâre trying to say?â
âTheyâre not together by coincidence.â Vicky stared into Tylerâs eyes and explained, âWhat if I am to tell
you that these two individuals underwent deliberate plastic surgery, orchestrated with the intention of
sowing discord between us? Would you believe that?â
Tyler looked at her incredulously.
Vicky knew Avery had acted once again since she did not choose to leave Tyler. She glanced at the
content on the screen, and her gaze darkened.
If she wanted Tyler to trust her, she would need evidence to prove her innocence, but she had no way
of proving that it was not her and Harvey in the video.
After a few moments of silence, she looked up at him once again. âGive me three days, and I will prove
to you that itâs not me in that video.â
Tyler was shocked by how composed she was and studied her sharply.
Vicky met his probing gaze head-on.
Tyler was the first to look away. âSince you seem confident, Iâll give you three days as you wish,â he
said.