Loving You In Secret

Chapter 5

The hallway was quiet and vacant where both Vicky and Tyler walked, with Vicky walking ahead. 

The floor was covered with carpet, so there was no sound even when Vicky’s heels clicked against the floor. Nonetheless, her brow was scrunched tightly, and she looked uneasy. 

As the tall man followed behind her, she could not fail to ignore the glaring look that fell onto her body, and this stressed her beyond relief. 

She abruptly stopped walking and turned toward him, coincidentally looking into his deep, dark eyes in the process. 

She raised her eyebrows. “Mister Hart, do you enjoy what you see?” 

Tyler was not embarrassed about being caught staring at Vicky red-handed. His gaze did not shift to another place or wavered out of shyness; his eyes were as haughty as before and calm as always. 

Majestic and elegant, as he was born with. 

His thin lips moved, and a single word was uttered. “Ugly.” 

Vicky found it so annoying that she was amused. “Then, why are you staring at me like you haven’t seen a woman before?” 

Many of the party’s attendees looked at her with various emotions: contempt, malice, and agitation were among them. Nonetheless, the most uncomfortable look she received was from Tyler. 

She wondered if she had the wrong impression that she vaguely sensed plunder and possession flashed by in his eyes when she unexpectedly looked back at him. When she tried to look closer, his eyes were as tranquil as a lake. 

Tyler said calmly, “Missus Hart had worn such grotesque attire. Aren’t you trying to attract attention?” 

Grotesque? She looked at the evening gown she was wearing. The claret evening gown suggested elegance and grace. The strapless design revealed her charming collarbone and slender neck. It also exhibited her curvy, slim figure. 

“Vicky, you’re definitely the most stunning

Tyler say she looked grotesque? Was the man

the Mistress Duo matches Mister Hart’s aesthetics and taste. Still, let me give you a word of advice:

she thought of something. “I heard that Miss Young is a public figure. If some righteous media

and overshadowed her with his strong body. The

did…you just say?” Tyler

instincts told her to take a few steps back as though there

a harmless comment. Why was she able to feel that he was angry? Could it be…he accidentally misunderstood that she was using

explain, a door not far from them opened. It broke the tense moment between

the room. He saw them and smiled. “Sir, Missus, Senior Hart was

made a simple response before he moved toward the room. His lean, long legs carried him

… 

face looked aged, yet he seemed to be high-spirited. He was sitting on the chair enjoying his tea, and when he saw Tyler,

his grandfather and said, “Happy birthday, Grandpa.”

Hart accepted his present with a smile. When he saw Vicky, who was behind Tyler, his smile disappeared, and his eyes

for him. “Happy birthday, Grandpa. I wish you a happy and

quiet. Senior Hart did not reach out his hand to accept Vicky’s present. Instead, he looked at her with his aged, cloudy eyes and

her get out of this situation. Nonetheless, he pretended not

Tyler. As she composed her feelings, she smiled. “Grandpa. This is your

replied remotely, “Missus Hart, I can’t accept your present. Please take it back.”

heart. What kind of heinous crime did she do that had Senior Hart

“Grandpa, do you really

Hart opened his eyes. “Don’t you know the

me just because I married into the Hart family?” Vicky closely monitored Senior Hart’s