Vicky turned around blankly. âJust kill me, Tyler!â
She had not eaten or drunk anything for the entire day, and her voice was extremely hoarse.
Contrary to her frantic state, Tyler remained composed and shot her a look before making a call. âBring
dinner in.â
Nanny Paterson was replaced by a strange young woman on the duty of looking after her. The woman
seemed ordinary, but she appeared swift and agile, so it was easy to tell that she was trained.
During the day, the woman came with the food without saying a single word. Vicky knew that the
woman was not there to care for her, but to supervise her instead.
A few minutes later, someone knocked on the door.
Knock, knock!
Tyler got up and brought two trays of food inside; one for him and the other for Vicky.
The food was steaming, and the trays were filled with Vickyâs favorite dishes, which Tyler had clearly
communicated with the woman ahead of time.
Tyler walked over and said coldly, âAre you eating on your own, or do you need me to feed you?â
She silently glared daggers at him.
After studying her for a while, he said, âIt looks like you want me to feed you, then.â
He set his tray of food down and picked up a spoon before scooping a spoonful of food, feeding it to
Vicky. âOpen up.â
She refused to move, and he scowled. âVicky, open your mouth.â
Vicky raised her arm abruptly and flipped the tray in his hand.
Bang! The tray fell onto the ground with a loud noise, and all the food spilled on the carpet.
Tension rose when this happened, but Vicky did not look away when Tyler stared at her. There was no
fear in her eyes, and they were instead filled with determination.
He grabbed her by the chin and sneered. âVicky, donât believe for a moment that I wonât hurt you.â
âWhat makes you think that?â She smiled bitterly. âThereâs nothing you wonât do, Tyler Hart.â
He narrowed his eyes ruthlessly at her careless expression. âVicky, are you sure you want to keep
provoking me?â
âWhen I obey, youâll say that Iâm doing it to get your guard down so I can escape. I do as I please, and
you say that Iâm provoking you. Tyler, what do you want from me?â
He leaned closer and stared into the blank look in her eyes. âI want youâ¦to never run from me again.â
She looked up and stared into his eyes. âHad I not found out that you love another woman, I wouldâve
thought that you were deeply in love with me.â
He did not waver at her words. âIf thinking that makes you feel better, you can lead yourself to believe
that Iâm in love with you.â
âSo, you still donât want a divorce?â