Chapter 289: Chapter 291

Chapter 291

“Say that again,” Tyler said.

Tyler’s behavior creeped the hell out of Vicky. Her pupils dilated, and her mind was much clearer than

before.

She tried to divert the topic with a much softer tone. “I had my dinner. Why don’t you go and eat now?”

“Then, are you going to come down?” Tyler asked.

She avoided looking at him. “No. I haven’t finished my sketches yet.”

“Okay.”

Puzzled as to why Tyler was being so nice, her confusion cleared up when she realized she was

hoisted up in the air, and her body became tense. “I told you I’ve eaten!”

“Since you’ve eaten, it means there’s nothing urgent to do anymore.” He impishly whispered into her

ear, “That means we have a lot of time.”

It was just impossible for Vicky to ignore such an ambiguous hint, and she finally exploded. “You’re

doing this on purpose!”

His exquisite face looked stone-cold, and so was his tone.” If you know that, why are you still trying to

go against my wishes? Do you actually want me to treat you like this?”

“You’re unbelievable!”

The apathetic-sounding, clear voice rang next to her ear,” Vicky Shaw, you better behave and not make

me angry.

Otherwise…l’m not sure what I’ll do either.”

He glared at her pointedly. Her face was reflected in his blue eyes as he looked at her with total

concentration-one with a foreboding glint as well.

She got the chills and shuddered.

He looked at her pale face with satisfaction, especially after she stopped struggling. His hand reached

for her face after he placed her on the bed. “Good girl.”

She remained still and stiff like a rock.

Tyler did not mind it and bent down to kiss her. Unlike yesterday, he was more gentle today.

In spite of that, it brought more fear to Vicky. She gripped the bedsheets underneath her to stay calm

while she fought the urge to struggle, not wanting to trigger Tyler.

For some reason, she had a strange feeling that she did not know who Tyler was anymore. He brought

more fear to her than before, and it was harder to deal with.

The thing Harvey said popped into her mind.

“Ever since his parents passed away, his mind has been badly twisted. He hates everything good and

happy. He hates my family and yours.”

It was essential for her to proceed with the divorce as soon as possible.

The next day, Vicky, who had enough of the torment, stopped acting against Tyler. Before Tyler was

home, she headed downstairs and sat at the dining table to have dinner with him the moment he

returned.

Tyler gazed at her wordlessly. Finally, they could eat together without any mishaps.

After dinner, Vicky thought of going upstairs when out of the blue, Tyler called out to her, “You like to

take a walk after dinner, don’t you?”

She vaguely understood what he was asking and tried to find an excuse. “Since my studio was

smashed a while back, many of my designs were ruined… I need to redraw the designs.”

He approached her and held her hand naturally. “It won’t take too long.”

Before she could respond, she saw Tyler squinting, giving her a look. “Or do you prefer to do

something else?”

Vicky’s face froze and did not reject the suggestion.

Tyler, satisfied with her reaction, went for a walk with her, her hand still in his.