Chapter 793


    Vicky rarely acted so calmly toward him, so Tyler was not as forceful as he usually was and nted a


    kiss on her cheek as he exined, “Nothing is going on between me and Gloria.”


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    “I know that you got the wrong person back then, and now…” Vicky forced a smile. “She helped you out


    when you were drugged, and since you can’t marry her, it only makes sense that you should take care


    of her at the very least.”


    Though Selene was responsible for drugging Tyler, Vicky was partially responsible as well. Had she not


    gone to Gloria to help Alex or agree to Gloria’s terms, Tyler would have never walked into the trap.


    Vicky would be overwhelmed by disgust whenever she thought back to it to the point that she no longer


    wished to be touched by Tyler. However, the more she resisted, the more forceful Tyler would be.


    In the end, Vicky came to realize that Tyler forced himself on her to conquer, not to satisfy his need.


    Whenever she gave up on resisting, he was more than capable of being gentle with her.


    Just as she was absorbed in her thoughts, his voice rose by her ear. “We didn’t.”


    Vicky had yet to snap out of it and asked, “What?”


    He stared at her, his eyes as dark as the night sky outside the window. “Nothing happened between me


    and her.”


    Vicky jolted. “What did you just say?”


    “Nothing happened between me and her,” Tyler repeated.


    It took Vicky some time to process the information and she muttered, “Nothing…happened that day?


    But then, why didn’t you…”


    She was confused as to why he did not tell her the truth and lied to her instead.


    He nibbled on her ear and mumbled, “It’s your punishment.”


    It was the punishment for Vicky’s attempt to run and push him toward another woman.


    His breath caressed her skin, and she instinctively moved away from him. “Why are you telling me now,


    then?”


    He silently stared at her lower abdomen and said, “A bad mood isn’t good for a pregnant woman.”


    Vicky froze.


    There was no telling if she could get pregnant, yet he was already starting to consider her pregnant.


    “Tyler Hart, I’m not pregnant yet!” she gritted out.


    “I know,” he said expressionlessly. “But a good mood will promote the chance of getting pregnant.”


    “…” Vicky wanted to correct such nonsense, but she noticed how his eyes darkened.


    After being married to Tyler for years, she knew exactly what that look meant.


    “Tyler, you—mph!” All her words were swallowed by his lips.


    Just as Tyler was about to deepen the kiss, his phone on the nightstand started vibrating.


    Vicky took the opportunity to push him away. “You’re getting a call, Tyler.”


    It was past midnight, so no one would call Tyler if it was not urgent.


    Tyler wanted to ignore it, but the phone would not stop vibrating, so he could only let go of Vicky to


    reach for his phone.


    When he saw the number disyed on the screen, his expression darkened. After a few moments of


    silence, he answered the call.


    “Mister Hart…” greeted the doctor who treated Gloria gingerly. “You haven’te to the hospital today


    and…Miss Shaw won’t let us treat her. It’s already past midnight, and she hasn’t even eaten


    anything…”