Chapter 875


    Tyler did not say anything. He simply remained sitting beside Vicky’s bed.


    Vicky looked at Tyler with a puzzled expression on her face and saw how intently he was staring back


    at her with his ocean-blue eyes; eyes that were filled with scrutiny, questions, and many other


    complicated emotions.


    She thought there was something on her face, so she instinctively rubbed her face.


    “Is there something on my face?” she asked.


    “No.”


    “Then…why are you looking at me like that?”


    “I was just thinking why you’re not surprised at all after you found out what I had been through in my


    life,” asked Tyler with a smile that did not reach his eyes. “Could it be you knew about it already?”


    The corners of Vicky’s eyes started to twitch. Whether it was before or after she had lost her memory,


    Tyler never brought up his life story with her. She, too, did not tell him that she had met Valencia many


    years before.


    Her eyshes quivered slightly as she calmly answered, “I met Old Mister Hart a few days ago, and


    that was when I found out everything. That’s why I wasn’t surprised at all.”


    “Is that so?”


    “I have no reason to lie to you.”


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    The room was brightly lit, but it was not ring. At that moment, both of them could see each other’s


    expressions very clearly.


    Vicky noticed his bloodshot eyes and realized he must not have gotten enough rest in all the time that


    she went missing. Her heart went out to him.


    “Go to sleep. We can talk about it tomorrow,” she said softly.


    Tyler looked silently at her, and after a few seconds, he finally got up.


    “Okay, you sleep early, too. Good night.”


    The next day, Vicky felt dizzy and sore all over the moment she opened her eyes.


    Tyler was nowhere to be seen, and while this was amon urrence, she could not help but feel a


    faint sense of loss for some reason. It was an emotion she rarely felt before.


    She touched her forehead and realized the fever had subsided a little. Then, she tried to get out of bed,


    wanting to take a shower.


    Last night, she wanted to take a bath, but Tyler would not allow her, so she had to give up the idea in


    the end. She could not find her shoes since she was carried into the


    room. Fortunately, the carpet on the floor was clean enough for her to walk on, and she was grateful


    she did not have to walk on cold ground.


    She had just taken a few steps when the bedroom door was pushed open. Tyler walked in with a tray in


    his hand, and on the tray was a bowl of chicken soup.


    A frown appeared on his face when he saw Vicky was about to go into the bathroom.


    “Vicky Shaw, what do you think you’re doing?” he asked coldly as he strode toward Vicky. His


    handsome face seemed to have ayer of frost on top of it, and his vibe was so oppressive that it


    seemed to have created a ck hole.


    Vicky was startled at first, and she backed away when she saw himing for her. She must have


    been too flustered or too weak because her legs betrayed her at thest moment, and she fell to the


    ground.


    Tyler’s pupils became pinpoints. He quickly put the tray on the table before picking her up from the


    ground.


    “Did you hurt yourself?” His jaws stiffened as he pursed his thin lips tightly.


    He examined every inch of her body to make sure she did not suffer any injury.


    The sun’s rays shone on his face, highlighting his perfect and angr jawline.


    Vicky’s heart skipped a beat, and she became dumbstruck while looking at this handsome profile.


    Seeing that Vicky had not spoken a word since she fell, Tyler turned around to look at her and was met


    with a pair of swooning eyes.