Chapter 836: Chapter 838

After the call with Harvey, Vicky’s head started to hurt again, and she went back to sleep.

The next time she woke up was when the sky had turned dark. The lights in the room were not turned

on, so the room was pitch dark.

She fumbled to grab her phone, and after a while, her fingers came into contact with a human’s hand.

Anyone would be startled by that, and Vicky shrieked. “Ah!”

Click! The lights by the nightstand were switched on.

The faint light did not blind her and revealed a familiar face.

Tyler was staring at her with a shadow looming over his face.

Her eyes widened, and her heart threatened to stop beating.

For a moment, she seemed to have traveled back to that week-long hellish experience of the time

when she was kidnapped by Tyler.

He thought that she was corresponding with Monty in secret and that she was plotting an escape, so

he chained her up in a dark room and continued to ask repeatedly why she betrayed him.

He would sometimes be gentle, only to act extremely furious at the next moment. His mood shifted

rapidly, and though he never raised his hand at her, she felt as though she was about to go insane and

was starting to truly want to get rid of him.

She was young then and was under too much pressure and fear to consider why he was behaving in

such a way.

Even as she recalled the memories, fear continued to overwhelm her.

“Did you have a nightmare?” Tyler asked.

He noticed the sweat on her forehead and pulled out a tissue to wipe it away for her.

Vicky’s body acted before she could think, and she instinctively dodge his touch.

Tyler’s hand froze in the air, and tension rose.

Vicky snapped out of it and realized that she should not have flinched at his touch, so she immediately

explained, “… I did have a nightmare.”

His eyes which were darker than a starless night were fixated on her when he asked, “Oh? What did

you dream of?”

Vicky tensed and started sweating on her palms. “I…” Knowing that she could not look away, she held

her gaze and said, “I dreamed of the time I got into a car accident.”

His gaze flickered for a split moment. “Why would you dream of that?”

“I don’t know either.” Vicky wiped away her sweat. “Maybe it’s one of the memories that’s hardest to get

rid of.”

“What else did you dream of?” Tyler asked casually.

“I can’t remember.”

“Vicky, it’s been a while since you attended any session with Isabella.”

Vicky’s blood ran cold. “I’ve been busy… Besides, hypnosis hasn’t worked after a few sessions, so I

don’t want to try it again.”

His prying glare remained fixated on her. “What’s wrong? Don’t you want your memories back?”

“I guess I’ll let it run its course,” she said. “I can’t just force myself to remember. I’ll recover eventually.

Besides, the loss of memories hasn’t affected my life in any way so far, so why bother?”

Vicky had grown since four years ago and had learned to conceal her feelings.

Tyler studied her for a while and seemed to have taken her explanation. He planted a kiss on her

forehead and said, “Dinner is ready. Wash your face, and let’s head downstairs.”

“Sure.”

Tyler got up and left the room.

As soon as he left, Vicky fell back onto the bed weakly, her heart racing as she thought, ‘It’s so hard to

deal with this man.’

After dinner, Vicky returned to her study to work as usual.