Chapter 802: Chapter 804

Vicky knew that Tyler was perceptive, but she did not know that he was perceptive to such an extent.

“You came so suddenly, so shouldn’t I feel nervous?” Gloria looked up and chuckled darkly. “You’ve

only been here yesterday, and you are back today. Why didn’t you pay me visits as frequently before?

Have you thought of some new ways to torture me?”

Vicky could not see his face as his back faced the closet, but she spotted the fear in Gloria’s eyes right

away.

‘What exactly has Tyler done to Gloria for her to be so scared of him?’ Vicky thought.

Sensing Gloria’s fear, Vicky’s heart started racing as well.

“You’re mistaken,” Tyler said. “I’m just treating your depression.”

“You call this treatment?!” Gloria shouted hysterically. “You’re trying to get me killed!”

Tyler remained unwavering. “If I wanted you dead, you won’t survive until now.”

“But I’d rather be dead than to be like this! Tyler, what exactly have I done wrong? Why are you doing

this to me? I’ve never wronged you in any way! It’s bad enough that you are using me, but now, you

want to get rid of me too? Were you lying when you said that you wanted to compensate me for what

happened in the past?”

After a long silence, he said, “I meant what I said.” He did not give Gloria the chance to say anything.

“But I wait for people who are greedy. Gloria, you are asking for too much. Still, I intend to keep my

promise.”

Tyler scanned her up and down. “You seem fine, and you don’t look like you want to take your own life

anymore. I got the wrong person back then, and now, I’m saving your life in return. That ought to even

things out, right?”

Tears welled in Gloria’s eyes, and she shouted in disbelief, “Even? This is what you think?! Tyler Hart,

you owe me! You’re torturing me when you owe me!”

“I owe you?” Tyler repeated with a cold voice and stared down at her. “You haven’t saved my life or

done anything for me, so don’t you think it’s far too arrogant for you to claim that I’m in your debt?”

Gloria flinched and sobbed.

“You only happened to be at that garden, playing piano, on my birthday. I am kind enough to make that

up to you, but that doesn’t give you any leverage over me. Gloria, know your place.”

Throughout the years Gloria had known him, she had never seen such a heartless side of him, and she

was absolutely stunned.

Vicky, who hid in the closet, recalled the time when she first started to know Tyler.

Tyler never liked talking, but when he did, he spat venom and she came close to bursting into tears

from what he said countless times.

Sometime later, Gloria muttered through trembling lips, “I don’t want you to make it up to me. I just want

you to let me go.”

“Your depression isn’t cured yet, so you still need to go through treatment. I’ve promised that I’d cure

you, and I intend to keep that promise,” said Tyler coldly before shouting demands at the door. “Come

in and continue the treatment.”

With that, a few doctors in white coats strode in with large equipment that sent chills down the spine of

anyone who saw them.

“She is a pianist, so she can’t go missing for too long. You have another week to cure her depression,”

Tyler commanded.

The doctors tensed at his words. “Yes, sir…we’ll try our best.”

The doctors then started ‘treating’ Gloria with the equipment Vicky could not begin to name.

“Aaah!”

Screams filled the room and Vicky’s heart sank, all the while thinking to herself, ‘Tyler isn’t

compensating Gloria. He is torturing her!’