Vicky could see the slightest hint of emotion in Tyler’s eyes, but he did not respond.

“If you hate me so much, why are you trying so hard to make me stay by your side? Is this your way of seeking revenge on me?* she questioned, unable to comprehend the situation. “Are you seeking revenge on me or yourself?”

Vicky could see the logic in seeking revenge on her, but the way he chose to do so hurt himself as well. A brilliant man like Tyler should have been able to think of ways to take revenge without harming himself if he wanted to.

“Maybe both,” he said.

She twitched and turned to look at Tyler, noticing the dark look in his eyes.

At that exact moment, she realized he was not joking.

“Why?” she asked, confused as to why he refused to let her leave when he resented her so much.

lowered his head, his warm breath caressing her cheek. “You might’ve forgotten all about the past, Vicky, but

shot him a dazed

indeed… That’s a long

mention anything

tone grew cold at

It’s not that I’m not willing to tell you about it. It’s just that…” He stared into her eyes and gritted out, “Recalling those things

lowered his head abruptly to devour her lips roughly, but it was far from enough

and stared at her with bloodshot eyes. ’ There’s still some time since Sheila’s

It was not that he refused

next day to find herself in the same room as the day before. Tyler was nowhere

last night,

and noticed that both her wheelchair and

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