âYouâ¦â Vicky did not even have the chance to get the rest of her words out before Tyler kissed her
aggressively.
Vickyâs eyes widened in shock. She wanted to tell him to stop, but all of her words had been forced
back into her throat by Tyler to the extent she could not even make a peep.
At first, she still put up a fight, wanting to push him away. However, not long after, she gave in to his
kiss. She no longer struggled or resisted. Instead, she let Tyler do whatever he wanted to her, and the
two of them devolved into an interlude of tongue and moans and sweat and hands.
Harryâwho was driving the carâbroke out in cold sweat. The gas pedal was pressed to the limit, and
because they came in a hurry, the car they had chosen did not have a privacy glass partition that
separated the front and back seats of the car.
Tyler was totally out of control as if he wanted nothing more than to devour Vicky then and there.
âPlease donât. Please donât. Please donât.â Harry repeated the same phrase mentally. He knew how
possessive Tyler could be, and he was sure Tyler would gouge out his eyes if he even saw as much as
a little of Vickyâs skin.
Harry had not forgotten how harshly Tyler dealt with the guy who lusted over Vicky. Tyler would rain
down his revenge on any guy who so much as glanced at Vicky covetously. In fact, Noahâstill lying in
the hospitalâwas the best example of just how Tyler would go to keep any man from looking at Vicky.
How did Harry know all this? Well, he was the one who carried out Tylerâs order.
Just when he was thinking about abandoning the car, Tyler finally stopped what he was doing.
Tylerâs chest heaved unsteadily, and his breathing was erratic. The way he looked at Vicky made his
eyes seem ablaze with undisguised aggressiveness and possessiveness.
Vicky knew that look very well. After all, that was how he always looked at her during the year he kept
her imprisoned in the room. Even though she loved him very much then, she nonetheless felt only
horror at being stared at all the time.
At that time, she desperately wanted to run from him, so she had no choice but to lie to him.
Unfortunately, her plan to escape failed. What was even worse was that he lost his trust in her after that
and began to watch her more closely. His mood became even more volatile, and his attitude toward her
became stranger.
Sometimes, she would wake up in the middle of the night and find that he was still wide awake. He
would simply be sitting beside her bed, watching her closely. The look in his eyes terrified her so much
that she found it hard to breathe sometimes.
More than once, she suspected that she had crossed a psychopath who knew how to disguise himself
well. However, after she heard what the maid told her, Vicky finally understood how Tyler came to be
how he was.
He did not tell her anything at the time, but for over the 20 years he was alive, he did not receive any
warmth or care. This resulted in a loneliness in him that could not be easily cured.
In the beginning, his adoptive parents deliberately alienated him, and when he grew up, he was so
used to being alone that he refused all those who tried to get closer to him. Vicky was the only person
who successfully knocked down all the walls he built around himself; the only one who gave him
warmth and care.
Tyler was like the drifter at sea, Vicky the island. He was the darkness, and she the light. Anyone would
have grabbed onto the only lifeline in their lives.
Vickyâs heart ached for him. Regret filled her very core while she mentally berated herself for treating
him badly in the past.
She leaned against his strong chest and said softly, âIâm sorry.â
Tylerâs attention was glued to her luscious red lips, but he shifted his gaze to her eyes when he heard
her apologizing to him.
âWhy are you saying sorry to me?â he asked in that husky voice of his.
Vicky looked deeply into his eyes and said, âIâm sorry for not knowing any better back then.â
Tylerâs eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice became deeper. âYou remember everything?â
That question sobered up Vicky instantly; she felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured onto her
head. Her memory had been manipulated by Tyler as if he did not want her to remember the past.