Chapter 497: Chapter 499

Chapter 499

Vicky woke up suffocating. When she opened her eyes, she found herself half-naked as Tyler was

planting a trail of kisses down her skin.

Her emotions were raw after having just woken up, and when she shoved him away, the disgust in her

eyes was unconcealable.

Tyler paused and opened his eyes.

Their eyes met, and they instantly saw the emotions in each other’s eyes.

“Finally awake?” he muttered hoarsely as his warm breath caressed her cheek, i

Vicky could distinctly see the lust burning in his eyes and felt as though she was targeted by a starving

beast.

Despite the heated look in his eyes, her blood ran cold.

She lowered her gaze to hide her contempt. ’It’s getting late… Let’s go to sleep.”

He reached out to lift her chin, forcing her to meet his eyes. “Vicky, you’ve recovered.”

She looked away. “It’s late. Let’s… Let’s just rest for now.”

He kept his eyes trained on her. “Vicky, I’m not aiming for a platonic marriage here.”

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For as long as they were married, she could never avoid being intimate with him.

He aimed to kiss her when she did not respond, but his lips landed on her cheek instead when she

turned her head.

Tyler scowled and grabbed her by the chin, turning her head and devouring her lips without giving her

the chance of evading.

Tears gathered in her eyes when she failed to push him away as she thought to herself, ‘He comes

back from celebrating Gloria’s birthday and sleeps with me on the same night. What an eventful life he

has.’

Sensing her reluctance, his motion grew increasingly forceful, and her tears fell onto the back of his

hand.

He paused and looked at her. His expression darkened when he saw tears scrolling down her cheeks.

Tyler lowered his head to kiss her tears away, but he did not let her go.

The next day, Tyler took her to the resort as promised.

Ever since she lost the ability to walk, Vicky had been depressed, but being in the resort seemed to

have lifted her spirit and she would occasionally speak to Tyler.

“I heard that there’s a bonfire tomorrow night.”

Tyler looked at her. “Do you want to go?”

“We’re going home tomorrow.”

Considering how poor their relationship had been, Tyler did not want to push Vicky too far and offered,

“If you like it here, we can stay for a while longer.”

“Wouldn’t that affect your work?”

“It won’t. It’s not that big a difference than traveling to work from the mansion.”

Traveling from Tyler’s mansion to Hart Corporation would usually take 40 minutes by car, but it would

take one and a half hours to depart from the resort instead.

It was a rare opportunity for Vicky to travel and she did not want to return to the mansion that acted as

her prison, so she nodded.