Chapter 1267
Chapter 1267
At the time, Vicky was weak due to the injuries she sustained from the car ident and was asleep for
most of the day. On top of that, she was hypnotized, so she did not remember much from the time she
spent in the hospital.
Harry’s words triggered some of her memories, and she remembered that Tyler was indeed with her
every day. Though she waster under the impression that he never visited her, he only left after she
lost her memories.
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Vicky stared at the rain outside the window and fell into silence. Harry quieted down as well.
Harry and Vicky searched the ces that Tyler used to frequent, hoping to find some clues. However,
they made no progress whatsoever.
In the end, Harry brought Vicky to a standalone vi where Tyler used to live.
The location of this vi was quite remote with few people around, making it exceptionally quiet.
Harry asionally came here to collect some documents from Tyler, so he knew the password to the
vi.
Once inside, Harry switched on all the lights in the house and said, “Mister Hart usually stayed here
over the years whenever he didn’t feel like going home. Those media reports about him spending
nights with femalepanions are all false. Except for when it was required during social events, he
rarely goes to nightclubs or bars…”
Tylercked charisma and elegance, and his life was usually quite mundane. After reaching adulthood,
work became his main interest and hobby.
It was Vicky’s first time visiting the ce where Tyler often stayed, and she could not help but feel a bit
curious as she looked around.
“After Miser Hart lost his memory, I mentioned this ce to him. Maybe he’s here. Missus Hart, shall
we split up and search?” Harry suggested.
Vicky nodded.
The vi was evenrger than the mansion she lived in and had three floors.
Harry took charge of searching the guest rooms on the first floor while Vicky headed to the second
floor, which was Tyler’s living area.
She quickly found his bedroom.
Upon opening the bedroom door and seeing the furnishings, Vicky was briefly stunned. After all, the
interior decor and arrangement were identical to the bedroom they shared when they lived as a couple.
Standing at the entrance of the room, Vicky felt as if she had traveled through time and space.
She slowly walked into the bedroom, and she noticed a familiar picture frame on the nightstand.
Vicky picked it up slowly.
In the photo, a man and a woman held one another closely. The man’s expression was somewhat
reserved, while the woman’s smile was radiant.
It was a shot taken by a photographer when they were strolling in the square. The photographer felt
they were an exceptionally great-looking couple and earnestly requested to capture the moment.
Vicky could not resist touching the photograph.
The couple in the picture appeared youthful and naive, and she noticed the frame seemed worn, likely
due to being picked up and touched frequently.