Chapter 1665
It was as if everything Vicky had just seen was an illusion.
Vicky realized that she was sleeping in Tylerâs arms. She sat up to find that they had arrived at the
entrance of a grand estate.
The sky outside was dimming.
âWhat time is it?â she asked and massaged her temples.
âSix-twenty,â Tyler replied.
Vicky was taken aback. It was just past four oâclock when they left the airport, and with an hourâs drive,
they should have arrived at Old Mister Hartâs estate at around five.
âDid something happen on the road?â she asked. âWhy did we arrive at this time?â
âYouâve been sleeping a lot lately,â Tyler said, skilfully avoiding her question.
Indeed, Vicky had taken long naps on the plane during their trip. Even when they traveled around
Yudonia, she often dozed off in the car.
At night, after they returned to their accommodations, she would sometimes fall asleep even before he
finished showering.
At first, Tyler thought she was pretending to be asleep to avoid getting intimate with him. However, after
observing her several times, he realized she was not faking it.
Vicky also noticed that she had been unusually sleepy lately. âMaybe itâs because I havenât had much
rest in recent years. Now that I finally get the chance to relax, I guess Iâm catching up on the rest Iâve
been missing.â
âShall we go?â he asked casually.
Vicky nodded and got out of the car with him.
Adam stood by the car and watched as Vicky and Tyler disembarked with conflicted feelings boiling
within him.
Old Mister Hart had been impatiently waiting for them, yet Vicky took her sweet time sleeping in the car.
Adam dared not to voice his opinion on the matter and led them into the estate.
Vicky was familiar with this place as she had been here many times four years ago. Seeing the familiar
scenery around her, she felt a strange mix of emotions brewing inside her.
She had once believed that she would never set foot here again. As fate would have it, she crossed
paths with Tyler once again.
Everyone had been waiting in the living room for quite some time.
Old Mister Hart sat on the couch, sipping tea. Tylerâs parents sat next to him, their expressions gloomy.
Lincoln sat alone on a single couch calmly, while Avery was sitting with her parents, engaged in a
hushed conversation.
Upon hearing footsteps, everyone turned their heads to look in their direction. They then spotted Tyler.
Averyâs eyes instantly lit up, and she hurried toward him.
âTyler, youâre back!â She did not intentionally ignore Vicky and was genuinely unaware of anyone elseâs
presence. Her face was filled with excitement and radiance as she approached.
She was about to throw herself into Tylerâs arms, but he stopped her.
âMiss Yeager,â he said in a polite, yet distant tone. âIs there something you need?â
Tyler always called her by her name over the years, so Avery felt taken aback by the sudden change in
the way he addressed her.