Apart from Vicky, no one else could change Tylerâs mind.
The servant approached with the tea, and the atmosphere became somewhat quieter.
After what seemed like a long pause, Vickyâs voice broke the silence. âI donât deny that he mightâve
genuinely loved me in
the past, and perhapsâ¦he even considered taking his life alongside mine at some point, but that was
in the past. In the
present, I truly canât stop him from doing what he wants.â
Vicky subconsciously placed a hand on her lower abdomen. âHe probably spared me for now because
of this child.â
Old Mister Hart took a sip of tea with a resigned look on his face. âIndeed, but have you ever
considered that he cares
about the baby so much because this child is both yours and his?â
Vicky looked at Old Mister Hart wordlessly.
âYou should be aware that if he wanted a child, there would already be many out there. Youâve had
health issues, and
having a child wasnât easyâ¦â Old Mister Hart seemed to recall something, and his voice suddenly
faltered. A few seconds
later, he stared at Vicky with an inexplicably thoughtful gaze in realization. âThis child came at just the
right time.â
Staring at Vickyâs puzzled expression, he stood up abruptly. âProtect this child well.â
With that, Old Mister Hart rose and was about to leave. Suddenly, he remembered something and
turned back to ask,
âMiss Shaw, do youâ¦not love Tyler anymore?â
Vickyâs gaze flickered slightly, but she remained silent, which basically confirmed Old Mister Hartâs
belief.
Old Mister Hart understood the meaning behind her silence and shook his head helplessly before
turning to leave.
As he reached the door, he suddenly saw someone standing there.
A tall, slender man stood frozen in place, his face pale.
Old Mister Hart paused for a moment. âTylerâ¦â
Hearing Old Mister Hartâs voice, Vickyâs eyelashes fluttered, and she raised her head abruptly.
Tyler had appeared at the door at some point. He quietly looked at her, his expression calm and
unreadable.
No one knew how much he had heard.
Vicky instinctively avoided his gaze.
âWhy did you come?â Tyler questioned.
âI heard that Vicky is pregnant, so I came to see her.â Old Mister Hartâs gaze fell on Tyler in concern.
âWhy do you look so
pale? Is something wrong?â
Old Mister Hart knew deep down that Tyler must have received the news and rushed back so quickly in
fear that he would
harm Vicky.
âItâs getting late. Iâll leave now,â said Old Mister Hart.
âOkay,â Tyler responded without any intention of seeing him off.
Old Mister Hart did not mind and left, closing the door behind him.
After the door slammed shut, tension rose in the air.
Seeing that Tyler had returned, the maid discreetly retreated.
The atmosphere was so quiet that it became eerie, and Tyler continued to stand in his place in silence
while keeping his
eyes on her.
Vicky finally broke the silence. âWhy did you come back?â
As soon as the words left her mouth, Vicky realized how foolish her question sounded.