Chapter 697


    Vicky was startled by Tyler’s behavior. “What is it, Mister Hart?”


    He stopped before her and crouched to study her ankle.


    When his cold fingers came into contact with her skin, Vicky was overwhelmed by a strange feeling.


    “It seems that your muscles and bones are fine for now,” he said, “but the swelling has worsened


    because you didn’t get it treatedst night.”


    Vicky instinctively moved away from his touch. “I’m fine, Mister Hart, honest. It’s gettingte, and I


    should really—ah!”


    Before she could finish, she was lifted off her feet.


    Though Tyler had carried her the night before, she was not as sober as she was at the moment.


    After learning that he had bathed and changed her, she was so embarrassed that she could barely look


    him in the eyes, and she started panicking when she found herself in his arms.


    He carried her to the couch and started checking her ankle intently, all the while applying light pressure


    at different spots. “Does this hurt?”


    “No… Mister Hart, I’m fine. You don’t need to check.”


    Tyler shot her a sidelong nce and exposed her lie ruthlessly. “You’re all pale from the pain, and you


    say that it doesn’t hurt?”


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    “I—” Vicky wanted to argue, but Tyler suddenly tightened his fingers around her ankle. “Ouch!” she


    gasped and started to sweat from the pain.


    “I’m going to get a first-aid kit.” He took a few steps away before thinking of something and turning back


    to look at her. “If the injury worsens, causing a fracture in your muscle or bones, don’t me me for not


    warning you.”


    Tyler’s words caused Vicky topletely give up on leaving while he went to get the first-aid kit.


    A few minutester, Tyler returned with the first-aid kit, and he started sanitizing her ankle. His


    movements were smooth as though he was experienced in treating wounds.


    The cool sensation of the ointment chased away the burning pain in her ankle.


    As Vicky studied Tyler’s face, she suddenly felt that he was not as cold as he appeared to be.


    Feeling dazed, she stared at the man nkly, not knowing what was going on in her mind.


    Sometimeter, Tyler stopped. “It’s done.”


    He looked up to meet her dazed eyes, and the look in his eyes darkened. “Your bones aren’t fractured,


    but you’ll need to rest for a week.”


    “A week?” She snapped out of her daze.


    Tyler put everything back into the first-aid kit and said, “Stay for the week.”


    She jolted and said, “It’s fine. I can—”


    “Where else can you go?” he interrupted her.


    Her eyes widened, and she opened her mouth to argue but found herself rendered speechless.


    Gloria had not contacted her yet, which meant that the matter had not been settled. Vicky knew she


    needed to stay away until the academy resolved everything.


    She did not have anywhere to go but felt hesitant about the idea of spending a night with an unfamiliar


    man.


    Tyler could tell what she was thinking and said emotionlessly, “Don’t worry. I’m not interested in a


    skeleton frame like you.”


    Her eyes widened. “W—What did you just say?”