Chapter 1458


    Chapter 1458


    Vicky was taken aback and was about to struggle and shout when a familiar deep voice reached her


    ears.


    “Vicky, it’s me.”


    Vicky stiffened. She blinked as her gaze shifted toward the person behind her.


    A tall, slender figure shielded by the cool white light cast a gentle shadow over her. Even though the


    man was wearing a hat and sses, Vicky recognized him at once.


    The man loosened his grip on her.


    “Tyler,” Vicky muttered bitterly. “How… How did you end up here?”


    He lowered his gaze to meet her eyes. “They said you wanted a divorce. I didn’t believe it.”


    Suddenly, Vicky remembered that Isabe told her Tyler was going to be and lucid at the moment,


    showing no sign of memory distortion.


    “You…” Vicky parted her lips to speak.


    Tyler nced around and lowered his voice, “Let’s talk at home.”


    Vicky remained silent for a few seconds, then opened the car door.


    As she moved to the driver’s seat, Tyler’s eyes widened in surprise. “Why are you driving?”


    Vicky paused, her hands on the seatbelt. “Avoidance won’t solve problems. When it’s time to face


    them, you should face them. Only then will you realize what you’ve been avoiding isn’t as frightening as


    it seems.”


    Tyler looked at her in silence.


    Vicky started the car and drove back to the mansion. Throughout the journey, neither of them spoke.


    Tyler sat in the passenger seat with his eyes closed to rest.


    Vicky stole nces at him, noticing how exhausted he seemed. Clearly, he her because he regained


    his memories.


    At the mansion, Vicky switched on the lights and poured a ss of water for Tyler before asking any


    questions.


    Tyler epted the ss from her and took a sip before asking, “Why did you want a divorce?”


    Vicky countered, “Have you…remembered everything?”


    “Were you nning to deceive me into a divorce while I was still unaware if I haven’t regained my


    memories?”


    His demeanor and tone were calm,cking the out-of- control rage she anticipated. Evidently, the Hart


    family treated him well, enabling him to regain his usual cool and detached demeanor.


    Vicky was about to respond when her phone started vibrating.


    She pulled out her phone and saw Old Mister Hart’s name on the caller ID. Her immediate instinct was


    to decline the call, but in the split second before doing so, she hesitated.


    In the end, she chose to answer.Owned by N?velDrama.Org.


    “Ms. Shaw.” Old Mister Hart’s wary voice sounded on the other end of the line. “Tyler is with you, right?”


    His tone was affirmative as though he had everything under control.


    “Yes,” she admitted.


    “Ever since he regained consciousness, he’s always wanted to see you,” Old Mister Hart exined


    calmly. “He’s a decisive person, and I can’t stop him if he wants to see you. Just let him stay there for a


    couple of days. Tyler’s condition hasn’t stabilized just yet, so do make sure he returns as soon as


    possible.”


    Vicky did not respond, and Old Mister Hart simply hung up. Once the call ended, Vicky turned her


    attention back to Tyler.