Chapter 565
Vickyâs breath caught in her throat when she heard those familiar words. She recalled hearing
something similar in her dream before.
Harvey had abandoned her during their engagement party, and Vicky got abducted, only to be rescued
by Tyler from her kidnappers.
Vicky always thought that that was the first time she met Tyler in person, but she realized she had been
wrong.
She had known Tyler right from the start, and they had dated for a year. She did not know what was on
her mind at the time she appeared before Tyler as Harveyâs fiance.
Vicky looked up and saw Tyler leaning against the window. Despite his suggestive words, the
expression on his face appeared to be as careless as though he was merely talking about the weather.
When she stood her ground without moving, he asked,â Whatâs wrong? You donât want to?â
She bit her lip in silence.
He picked up his phone and said, âAlex is probably still in surgery right now. I wonder how heâs doing.â
He unlocked his phone and scrolled through the phone to make a phone call.
Vicky jolted and reached out to grab his hand.
âDonât.â Her fingers were as cold as ice when they came into contact with his hand. âDonât make the
call.â
He lifted an eyebrow. âWhy shouldnât I?â
She could see the contempt and mockery in his eyes and knew that his true intention had only been to
humiliate her.
Her pride had long shattered before him, and stripping herself of everything seemed like nothing at the
moment.
Still, she could not help but feel reluctant and devastated.
Vicky closed her eyes and slowly untied her bathing robe, allowing it to slide down her body and onto
the ground.
Cold air pierced through her body and into her blood. Even with her eyes closed, however, she could
sense Tylerâs piercing stare on her body.
After a few moments of silence, he asked, âWhy are you keeping your eyes closed? Are you thinking of
Alex?â
Tyler was clearly toying with her, but since he had control of Alex, Vicky could only open her eyes
despite the humiliation.
Tylerâs eyes remained extremely calm with no signs of emotions or lust as he inspected Vicky like she
was an object.
Vicky lost all sense of time and anxiety soon overwhelmed her as she waited.
âTyler, can you let Alex go now?â she blurted out.
âAm I supposed to just let him go because you say so? Who do you think you are?â he questioned
sharply.
She froze and clenched her fists.
After a few moments, she walked over to Tyler and tip-toed to plant a kiss on his lips.
With a cold look on his face, Tyler did not dodge her kiss nor did respond.
Their figures reflected in the mirror in the distance, and she appeared like a siren that was trying its
best to seduce a sailor.
Tyler had always been the one who took the initiative in bed, and the more indifferent he was, the more
humiliated she felt.
She gritted her teeth and reached out to unbutton his shirt. Tyler instantly tensed.