Magnus had not expected Tyler to be so obsessive to the point he would refuse to give up despite the
circumstances.
After a few moments of silence, Magnus waved his men over. âSince Mister Hart here wonât give up,
make him.â
The men crowded Tyler within a blink of an eye.
Though Tyler was a skilled fighter, he was outnumbered and had to protect Vicky, so he was instantly
swarmed.
Nonetheless, his stubbornness surprised everyone.
He would rather be exposed to attacks than let go of Vicky. In the end, he simply gave up on fighting
back and wrapped his arms around Vicky with all his might.
He would not dodge or attack when the men punched him, but he would react like an angry beast
whenever someone tried to get Vicky out of his reach.
The men stopped eventually and turned to look at Magnus with resignation.
Tyler was simply too stubborn and would not let go even if they beat him to death. Unfortunately for
them, they could not actually kill Tyler.
Even Magnus was at his witâs end and sighed inwardly at the realization that Eason had left the mess
to him after getting shot once in the shoulder.
Tyler was severely injured at this point but managed to shield Vicky from all harm.
Magnus studied Tyler from afar and thought, âItâs hard to deny the fact that Vicky has betrayed him, so
why is he still protecting her? Does he trust her that much?â
It was not until later on when Tyler ran out of strength and was captured that Magnus asked him about
it, to which Tyler responded, âSheâs mine. I am the only one who can bully her. No one else is allowed
to touch her.â
Magnus could not help but wonder if that was what true love looked like.
At the moment, he felt as though he was at a crossroads as his gaze moved from Tyler to Vicky.
Vicky kept her head bowed, her long hair concealing any expression she might have; she was held like
a soulless doll and did not resist, fight, or show any emotions.
âMiss Shaw,â Magnus called out.
Vicky flinched at the sound and looked up at him with resignation as though she did not know what to
do with Tyler.
The look in Magnusâs eyes darkened, and he shouted, âDonât worry. We are going to save you from
Tyler!â
Her lashes fluttered as she lowered her head once again.
Magnus glanced at his men again. âCarry on.â
These men had seen all sorts of men but rarely saw a man who managed to put up with so much pain.
They even started to respect Tyler.
Still, they could not disobey an order and resumed swarming Tyler once again.
Tyler continued to ignore them and focused on the woman in his arms.
Just then, someone tried to pull Vicky out of his arms, and he narrowed his eyes darkly.
Anyone who dared to steal Vicky away would be shown no mercy, and Tyler would ruthlessly break
their limbs.
Just as he was about to move, a sharp pain shot up his injured arm.
He paused and looked down to find Vickyâs fair, slim fingers pressing on his wounds to interfere with his
movement.
He had been through countless dangers and experienced far worse pain in the past, so the pain he
was suffering should not mean anything to him.