Chapter 188: Chapter 189

Chapter 189

“There’s no point in doing so. He can believe whatever he wants to believe.”

“Do you want me to stand as your witness?’

“No. This ends here.”

Mister Kirby did not insist. “Alright, then. Call me if you need anything.”

Vicky was about to thank him again when he said, “Don’t thank me again. I’m getting tired of hearing

you say that.”

She froze for a moment before chuckling. “Okay. Goodbye, then.”

After ending the call, Vicky headed back to the hospital and heard a soft voice of a woman as soon as

she arrived outside Tyler’s door.

“Tyler, you’re still injured. You need to eat your dinner.”

“Set it down. I will eat later,” Tyler responded.

“But Tyler…” Sheila wanted to persist when she heard the door opening, and she turned to find Vicky

walking into the room.

Vicky scanned the two and saw the bowl of soup in Sheila’s hand.

Sensing that Vicky was looking at her, Sheila explained, “I’ve been discharged and came to say

goodbye to Tyler, only to find him alone in his room.” She scowled in annoyance. “Miss Shaw, Tyler’s

condition has just stabilized and is in desperate need of someone to take care of him. I know that

you’re upset with me for what has happened and that you don’t want to see me here, but…”

She looked into Vicky’s eyes in all seriousness. “Miss Shaw, if you don’t want me around, you shouldn’t

give me a reason to come here. If you’re reluctant to take care of Tyler because he got injured for my

sake, well… I can take care of him.”

Vicky looked at her coldly. “You have a wild imagination, Miss Young. I’m impressed. Did Tyler not

inform you that I’ve merely gone home to gather my things?”

“He did,” Sheila said. “I thought you’d return soon, yet you’ve been gone for a long while.” She glanced

at the thermal box in Vicky’s hand and said, “At least you didn’t forget to pack dinner for Tyler.”

Vicky did not want to explain herself to Sheila, knowing that even if she had only left for a few minutes,

Sheila would have considered it negligence toward Tyler.

From Sheila’s perspective, no one was qualified to take care of Tyler but herself.

“Since I’m already back, you may leave now, Miss Young.”

Sheila did not protest. “I’ll be leaving, then.”

She knew that Tyler and Vicky would never eat the food she brought over, so she gathered whatever

she brought into a bag, before walking over to the door. She paused for a moment and turned back to

look at Vicky.

“It might be tiring for you to care for Tyler on your own, Miss Shaw. You won’t be able to leave when

you have to, either. Tyler is injured because of me, so I’ll be staying in the hospital for the time being. If

you need any help, please let me know anytime.”

With that, Sheila left the room.

Vicky set the thermal box onto the table and poured out the hot soup she had brought with her.

“It was late by the time I’m done packing up, so I made you some soup to save Nanny Paterson the trip

here,” Vicky said, offering an explanation as to why she was late.

She tested the temperature of the soup before taking a scoop and moving the spoon closer to Tyler’s

lips. ’Open up.”

Tyler leaned against the bedhead and stared at her wordlessly without moving.