Chapter 683


    Chapter 683


    “You don’t want to go?” Tyler chuckled and sneered, “Is it because you haven’t earned enough money


    from me?”


    “I told you that this isn’t about money!”


    He stared at Vicky coldly. “You once said that there’s a reason why you take care of me. If it’s not


    money that you are after, am I supposed to be your charity case?”


    Vicky was rendered speechless, and her heart sank in disappointment.


    She desperately wanted to leave and never return, but herst strand of sensibility stopped her from


    acting on impulse.


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    She closed her eyes to calm herself before stepping out of the room.


    Tyler watched as she left and thought, ‘It’s a good thing that she’s gone. I don’t need anyone in my life.’


    Just as Tyler thought that Vicky had left for good, the door to his room was pushed open again at nine


    later that night.


    He turned to look at the entrance and saw Vicky stepping in expressionlessly.


    He felt dazed at first but frowned secondster. “Why are you here again?”


    His cold voice pierced through the air, and any woman who had a fragile mind would not be able to


    withstand it.


    Vicky was too proud to ept his tone of voice as well, but she had spent enough time around Tyler to


    get used to it. On top of that, she knew she did not have the luxury to be willful.


    She was not like Gloria, who had the Shaws and her parents to support her and could live her life


    however she wanted. Like Tyler, Vicky had nothing at all.


    She grabbed the thermometer to take Tyler’s temperature. While he was still warm, he was no longer


    having a fever.


    She poured him a ss of water and ced it on his desk with a few pills before closing the curtains


    and heading to her own bed to rest.


    To take better care of him, she moved the bed from the outside into the room out of concern that no


    one would notice if he started burning up again in the middle of the night.


    From Tyler’s perspective, she was only doing so to get more money from him.


    She had thought that there was a heart underneath his cold demeanor, but reality had proven that he


    was nothing more than a cold, hard stone.


    Vicky had given up on the thought of treating him as a friend and decided to see him strictly as an


    employer instead so she would feel better.


    Vicky’s presence increasingly aggravated Tyler.


    Once he found that she had not left, every word he said to her wasced with sarcasm. Though he had


    not insulted her, the words he said were sharp like daggers made of ice.


    Vicky would simply remain quiet and ignore whatever he said, but the more she tried to ignore him, the


    meaner he became.


    One day, Tyler said, “Can you just stop showing your face shamelessly here?”


    Vicky finally snapped and even stopped addressing him as ‘ Mister Hart’.


    “Tyler Hart, you’ve been trying to do and say whatever you can to chase me out, but is that really


    because you hate me, or because you’re afraid?”