Chapter 1560: Chapter 1563

Chapter 1563

Tyler glanced at Avery and asked, “Aren’t we going to eat?”

Avery wanted to confront him but cowered in the face of his cold, striking eyes. She forced a smile and

said, “Let’s eat.”

After dinner, Tyler played the role of the perfect fiance and sent her home.

When they reached her place, Tyler was about to drive away when Avery stopped him. “Tyler, are you

still suffering from amnesia lately?”

“I’m better now.”

“The aromatherapy I gave you is almost finished, right?” She stared into his eyes and said, “Why don’t

you come upstairs and take some more with you?”

“Sure,” Tyler replied.

Avery sighed a breath of relief and smiled. “Let’s go up, then.

Opening the door to the room, Avery turned on all the lights. “Tyler, please have a seat. I’ll get you a

glass of water.”

Tyler settled on the couch, not bothering to take in the decor or surroundings, instead closing his eyes

to rest. Before long, the fragrant aroma of tea wafted in the air.

Avery approached with a cup of freshly brewed hot tea.”

Tyler, I’ve made your favorite tea.”

Glancing at it, Tyler responded in a mild tone, “Thank you.”

“You’re my fiance. Taking care of you is my duty. What’s a little effort?”

The tea was still quite hot, and Avery did not rush him to taste it. Instead, she started discussing recent

events with Tyler.

“Tyler, my father has taken action against Lincoln.” Avery looked at him. “With Lincoln weakened, this is

the perfect opportunity to strike back. What do you think? Should we take advantage of this situation,

weaken his influence, and maybe reclaim some of the shares in his possession?”

Steam rose gently from the teacup, and its delicate aroma filled the room.

“Acquiring shares from Lincoln’s hands isn’t an easy task,” said Tyler.

Avery blurted, “My family can help you!”

“Grandfather isn’t too keen on outsiders meddling in Hart family affairs.”

Avery’s forced smile gave away her inner thoughts. It seemed her father was right. Over these years,

Tyler consistently rejected the Yeager family’s assistance, unwilling to be controlled by them. Perhaps

he already realized that he might suffer the same fate as Lincoln if he relied on the Yeagers.

Avery did not dwell on this topic for too long and steered

the conversation elsewhere. “Tyler, last time you mentioned frequently dreaming about a woman…

Have you dreamt about her recently?”

Tyler lightly swirled the tea in his cup, casual in his response. “I have.”

“What did you dream about?”

“I forget when I wake up.”

“Did you manage to see her face clearly? What does she look like?”

This time, he did not respond immediately and fell into thoughts.

His silence raised Avery’s anxiety.

“Her face was obscured by a mist,” Tyler finally spoke. “I didn’t see her clearly, but…”

“But, what?”

“I feel like I know her.”

Avery looked puzzled. “Know her? What do you mean?”