Vicky froze as she understood the underlying meaning of his words. She moved her lips to speak but
fell silent in the end.
At night, Vicky made a video call to Aurora while Tyler was in the shower.
Aurora sighed in relief at the sight of Vickyâs face. âI was really scared that Tyler was texting me with
your phone.â She studied Vickyâs expression and relaxed visibly when she saw nothing concerning,
apart from a faint hint of sorrow.
âThis wonât happen again,â commented Vicky.
Aurora hesitated for a moment, about to inquire further, only to abruptly notice the backdrop of the
video was none other than the villa where Vicky had been living. She knew that Vicky had recently
moved out of the villa and into her own apartment. Auroraâs keen perception caught something amiss.
âVicky, are you okay?â
âIâm fine,â Vicky looked at Aurora on the screen. âI just wanted to let you know that Iâm okay, so you
donât worry.â
Aurora was about to say something but held back in the end. âWell⦠Get some rest then. We can talk
more when youâre free.â
âAlright.â Ending the call, Vicky stood by the window and remained lost in thought for a long while.
It was not until someone embraced her from behind that she snapped out of her reverie.
Tyler held her silently, lowering his head to leave scorching kisses on the delicate skin of her neck.
Unlike before, Vicky did not put up a fight. Instead, she turned around and responded to his kiss.
The passion between them ignited, and thus began a long night.
The following day, when Vicky woke up, she realized that the daylight outside had faded. After a
moment of bewilderment, she sat up in bed.
Glancing at the time, she realized it was already late in the evening of the second day.
Taking in her surroundings, she noticed Tyler was no longer around. She did not get any answers from
him last night, and based on what she knew about Tylerâs character, he could backtrack on his words
without hesitation.
Vicky struggled to get up, her feet barely touching the floor before her legs gave way and she collapsed
onto the floor.
It was at this moment that the roomâs door swung open.
Tyler strode in, his eyes widening at the sight of Vicky on the ground. He hurried over and lifted her.
âAre you hurt?â His brow furrowed tightly, his voice tense with concern.
âIâm fine,â Vicky replied.
Tyler placed her back on the bed and carefully examined her body. After confirming that she was
unharmed, his expression relaxed.
âDo you want to take a shower?â He lifted her. âIâll shower with you.â
Vicky looked at the dimming sky outside the window.
Another day had passed. Though she did not want to dampen the mood with her words right now, she
could not allow him to keep stalling.
âAre you going to keep your promise from yesterday?â she asked.
Tyler froze. His lips quirked slightly into a bitter smile. âLetâs talk after the shower.â
Vicky nodded. âIâll trust you one more time.â
Tylerâs dark eyes dimmed slightly. âOne more time, huh?â he thought. âDoes it mean she wonât trust me
again after this?â