Chapter 872
Vicky looked up at Tyler and answered, “Because…I’m your wife?”
Tylerughed. “Wrong. It’s because I’m still useful to them.”
“How are you still useful to them?” asked Vicky with a puzzled expression on her face.
“I can help their adopted son to sessfully get the position of being the heir to the entire Hart family’s
fortune.”
Vicky was a little taken aback. “They want you to help him? But aren’t you their real kid…?”
“So what?” Tyler asked back indifferently.
Vicky fell silent.
Tyler was right—what did it matter that he was their biological child? He had long beenbeled as the
‘rebellious one’, and it was all because of her. If she was not in his life, he would not have been hated
by his parents nor would he have to suffer through so much torture.
This new knowledge made Vicky feel as if a giant boulder was pressing against her chest and making it
hard for her to breathe.
Since Vicky did not continue the conversation, neither did Tyler.
Vicky—who on ount of being locked up for so long—was feverish. The emotional shock of seeing
Tyler had subsided, leaving her feeling sleepy and cold.
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Tyler noticed her trembling, so he hugged her tighter. Instinctively, Vicky began to struggle even though
she had no energy left. Her resistance made Tyler’s eyes darken because he realized she would only
be nice when she needed something from him.
“We’ve done everything a married couple does, so why are you still acting like we are strangers?”
asked Tyler coldly.
Vicky knew he had misunderstood her. “I’m dirty…and I’m worried that I’ll get your clothes dirty too,”
she said softly.
She had been locked up in a dirty and cold basement for the past several days without a chance to
shower, and only god knew what bugs had been crawling all over her.
Tyler had always been a clean freak, so she was afraid of dirtying him.
Tyler’s face softened after having heard her exnation. “It’s fine,” he said lightly.
However, a woman would always want to present her best side to the man they loved. Therefore, Vicky
could not imagine just how unkempt and unsightly she must have looked at the moment. Even though
they were husband and wife, she was still embarrassed to have him see her like that.
She lowered her eyes to avert his gaze, thinking that as long as she did not look at him, she could
pretend he was not looking at her either.
‘Yes, this is how it must be,’ she thought in a bid tofort herself.
However, Vicky’s evasive behavior made Tyler very upset.
“Vicky, are you disappointed at the fact that I was the one who got you out of there?”
“What?” She looked up at Tyler. “Why would I be disappointed?”
“Because you were hoping for a certain someone to save you instead.”
“Who are you talking about?”
Suddenly, she remembered the maid standing in the crowd smiling at her when Tyler carried her away.
That maid was very likely to work for the mysterious person, but who exactly was the mysterious
person?
Tyler became even more upset when Vicky made no response. Instead, her mind seemed to be
elsewhere. He thought she must be thinking about that mysterious person again.
All of a sudden, he lowered his head and bit down on her lip harshly.
The pain pulled Vicky out of her thoughts. She turned around only to be met with a pair of deep, dark
eyes.