Chapter 959
The intertwining of light and shadow revealed the manâs cold, frosty eyes before her. He held her chin
as he said in a lowered tone, âYouâve recovered your memories a long time ago, yet you kept deceiving
me, pretending not to remember⦠What right do you have to present yourself as a victim?â
His long fingers gently caressed her cheek. It carried a peculiar sensation.
âThis is karma. This is the consequence of your own actions.
Finally, he grew tired of concealing his true self and dropped his disguise.
Vickyâs gaze flickered, and she instinctively asked, âHow did you find out?â
The recovery of her memories was something that even her companions, Cece and Jennifer, were not
aware of. So, she was baffled by how Tyler found out about it.
âAm I missing something?â She thought.
Tyler sneered. âDid you really think you could deceive me with your little tricks?â
Vicky gazed at the man before her and asked the question hidden deep in her heart, âTyler, in the four
years of our marriage, has there ever been a moment when you truly
loved me?â
Vicky no longer expected to hold a place in his heart. All she wanted to know was if he had ever
genuinely cared for her.
Were those moments of tenderness and affection that she felt real, or were they all illusions and her
own misconceptions?
Tyler stared at the pale, slim face before him. The look in his deep eyes grew darker. After a moment of
silence, he uttered, âNo.â
Vicky refused to give up. âNo? Not even for a moment?â
âNo. Not even a single moment,â The man replied with a clear, cold, and cruel voice that was enough to
freeze oneâs heart.
Tears rolled down the corners of Vickyâs eyes, dropping onto his fingers.
Tyler was briefly startled. He then withdrew his hand, as if burned by the tears. An indescribable
restlessness stirred in his chest. Tyler straightened his back, and his towering figure enveloped the
delicate and frail woman before him.
âAlthough you owe me plenty, I no longer intend to make you pay anymore. Sign the divorce
agreement, and you can leave,â he stated indifferently.
Vicky understood the implications in his words as she wiped away the tears from her eyes. âIf I refuse
to sign, will I be trapped here forever?â
âYou know what to do if you know whatâs best for yourself.â Speechless, Vicky lowered her head and
remained silent.
The man continued, âDonât forget that your friends are still waiting for you to save them.â
Tears moistened Vickyâs eyelashes, and finally, she spoke,â Fine.â
Tyler glanced at her and left the room, before returning with two sets of divorce agreements and a pen
a few minutes later.
âSign this,â he instructed.
Vicky picked the agreement up and read the content under the dim light, realizing that it was the exact
same agreement as the time before.
He had offered to pay her 15 million and offer her the mansion with the cars in it that he owned.
Although such compensation would hardly make a dent in his net worth, he was considered generous
considering how much he hated her.
After all, he could have easily made sure that she was left with nothing and had to live on the streets.