Loving You In Secret

Vicky understood Lincoln’s message clearly. Her movements were confined to this room, and if he suspected she tried to

escape, she would end up tightly bound.

It did not take long before someone knocked on the room’s door, and Miranda entered with a tray of food.

“Mister Hart, this is the meal you requested for Ms. Shaw,” she said.

Lincoln took the tray. “Yes, you can go now,” he replied, his eyes briefly glancing at Vicky.

Vicky made no attempts to shout or question Miranda, and she did not lose her temper either. After all, doing any of that

would not change anything.

Lincoln approached Vicky with the tray. “You must be hungry after going a day without food,” he remarked, lifting the

utensils as if he intended to feed her.

Vicky instinctively avoided his hand. “I can manage on my own.”

Lincoln did not push further and handed her the tray.

plentiful and clearly

much of an appetite, but under Lincoln’s watchful eye,

meal.

leftovers, but

raised an eyebrow with a sly smile. “Why are you so cooperative? Aren’t you afraid I might put

harm your

calmly, “I’m not afraid of that at

seem

you could’ve done so when I was unconscious.

me, you’d lose a significant bargaining chip. It wouldn’t be worth it,” Vicky

feigned helplessness. “Sometimes, it’s not necessarily a good thing when a

Vicky remained silent.

a good mood and engaged in a casual conversation with her

that incident, you must’ve given up on him. Vicky, if he never finds you,

me? You can trust me;

I’m not interested, would you respect my

you to accept me right away, but there’s plenty of time

to start as friends and pursue you. Just like how…Tyler is treating you