Vicky paled. “Tyler, what’s the matter with you—”

“How dare you ask me that, Vicky?” hissed Tyler. He was evidently beyond furious, and his eyes shimmered with rage. “After all you’ve done?!”

This was not an unfamiliar scenario as similar situations had unfolded before, and Vicky was not surprised. However, Tyler’s actions left her breathless. Frowning, she asked, “What have I…done now?”

The innocent look on her face only fuelled his anger further. His gaze, fiery and devoid of reason, locked onto her eyes as he gritted out, “Do I have to spell out what you and Harvey have done behind my back?”

Vicky flinched and thought to herself, ‘Harvey again? Tyler’s misconceptions about Harvey seem far more pronounced than with anyone else.’

Her breath grew increasingly labored, and she struggled to speak. “What… What did Harvey and I…do?”

She did not know what fabricated notion he conjured this time, but addressing the issue directly might help provide a solution.

His grip around her neck tightened, threatening to snap her neck any

moment, and just when Vicky started to suffocate, Tyler

instant, he threw a brand-new phone

she laid eyes on the phone, an ominous premonition

seen this content before; it was the same video Avery had

Harvey and

tugged at Tyler’s lips. “Who

people who happen to look very much

also someone who bears a striking resemblance to Harvey. And these two people conveniently end up

Tyler’s eyes and explained, “What if I am to tell you that these two individuals underwent deliberate plastic surgery, orchestrated with the intention of sowing discord between us? Would

looked at her

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