Chapter 1094


    Chapter 1094


    “Vicky Shaw, if it’s not for you, Tyler and Lincoln wouldn’t have gotten into fights! Who are you to stop


    me?!’


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    Vicky froze, realizing that she was thest person who should stand in Valencia’s way.


    It was unfair for her to keep the truth of the incident hidden to protect Tyler, and she could not help but


    wonder if it was worth being so ungrateful for the sake of Tyler, the man who tortured her.


    Just as she hesitated, the door opened, and a slender figure stepped outside.


    “Mom, you’ve misunderstood the situation. Vicky hasn’t done anything wrong, nor has Tyler… I just ate


    the wrong thing and have a rash on my face. I didn’t want you to worry, so I asked for Grandfather’s


    permit to stay here until I get better.”


    The man’s voice flowed like a gentle stream, warm and elegant.


    Valencia was shocked when Lincoln stepped outside, and her eyes widened in terror when she saw his


    face. “Lincoln, your… Your face…”


    Vicky looked over, and she too was taken aback.


    After the period of recuperation, the bruises on Lincoln’s face had mostly healed.


    When Vicky saw him the day before, the bruises had faded for the most part and were expected to fully


    recover within a week. However, his face was covered in numerous red rashes at the moment. His


    once handsome features transformed into a grotesque appearance, and both Valencia and Vicky were


    stunned by the sight.


    “Lincoln, what happened to your face?” Valencia stepped forward, wanting to examine his face but


    hesitated, fearing that her hands might carry bacteria and worsen his condition.


    She held back, refraining from reaching out.


    “I identally ate something I’m allergic to. The doctor said I should avoid exposing my face to light


    and wind,” Lincoln said with resignation. “I didn’t tell you to prevent you from worrying, and Vicky has


    been taking care of me during this time.”


    Vicky could not help but give Lincoln another look at the realization that Lincoln was still trying to cover


    up for her and Tyler.


    Regardless, the condition of his face indeed seemed like an allergic reaction. Seemingly believing his


    exnation, Valencia’s emotions gradually calmed down.


    “You, my child, have always been like this. You never tell your mother about your injuries or illnesses.


    It’s precisely because you didn’t inform me that I was worried…”


    Lincoln interrupted her, “Mother, you misunderstood Vicky and Tyler. As for what you’ve heard, they’re


    nothing but


    baseless rumors.”


    Valencia fell silent for a few seconds before addressing Vicky, albeit rigidly. “Thank you for taking care


    of Lincoln on my behalf. I was wrong for jumping to a conclusion earlier.” She then inquired in detail


    about Lincoln’s condition.


    Upon learning that he only needed rest and would recover, she finally rxed.


    She prattled on, instructing Lincoln on every detail to pay attention to, her eyes filled with concern and


    worry for him, which was a stark contrast to her usual indifference toward Tyler.


    For some reason, a hint of obscurity emerged in Vicky’s heart.


    Just then,posed footsteps echoed from the direction of the stairs. Simultaneously, a man’s low,


    clear voice rose above the crowd. “What happened here?”