Loving You In Secret (Vicky and Tyler) novel Chapter 18

Chapter 18

Tyler glared at Sebastian as his eyes darkened. “Even if I divorced Vicky, do you think you can marry her, a high–born woman who has fallen off her pedestal and has married once before?” Tyler sneered sarcastically. “If only you were persistent, I wouldn’t have been the one who married Vicky back then.”

Sebastian froze.

He was right. The moment the Shaw family fell, Vicky was no longer considered a match for the Mills family.

His family had always been snobbish, and before the Shaw family fell, Missus Mills had fawned over them and wished that her son could marry Vicky. Once the Shaw family met their downfall, however, Missus Mills instantly distanced herself and forbade Sebastian from contacting Vicky by sending him overseas despite his

protest.

More precisely, Sebastian had not protested enough. Had he insisted on staying, no one could have forced him to leave. However, rumors that Vicky had slept with Tyler started circulating just as he fought his family for a chance to be with Vicky. Disheartened, he agreed to his mother’s arrangement and left the country.

Tyler took one last glance at Sebastian, who was frozen in place, and went into one of the rooms where he saw him walk out of.

Vicky was half asleep when she heard the sound of footsteps approaching, but she decided to ignore it as she

was too exhausted to react.

At first, she had thought that Sebastian had returned with the doctor. However, the person who walked in said nothing at all.

Knowing that she could not survive another ‘accident‘, she struggled to open her eyes. Tyler’s slender yet towering figure came into sight.

She looked up dazedly and instantly sobered up when her eyes landed on his elegant features.

“Why are you here, Mister Hart?” she said, her voice weak. “Oh, I see. You’re here to check if I’m dead, aren’t you? Since we can’t get married, being widowed…seems like a good alternative.”

He narrowed his eyes coldly. “Vicky Shaw!”

She glanced at the dark look on his face, as her pale lips curled into a sarcastic sneer. “Are you mad because I’m right?”

He studied her face and noticed that she was on the brink of fainting, so he slowly regained his composure and asked, “What happened?”

Though she had merely said a few words, it had already exhausted all her strength. After taking a few seconds to catch her breath, she looked up again to meet his eyes again, her dark, doe–like eyes an extreme contrast with her pale skin.

“If I tell you what happened, are you going to make it right?”

He scowled. “You haven’t even told me what happened.”

She paused for a few moments before answering, albeit hoarsely, “Shortly after you left, Sasha pushed me

into the pool.”

He shot her a look. “I thought you knew how to swim.”

“My leg cramped after I was pushed inside. Not only did she not help me out, but she even took photos of me drowning until I was rushed into the ER,” she said expressionlessly.

Tyler did not respond and simply stood thoughtfully. A while later, he took out his phone to make a call.

“Mister Hart, if you want to call Sasha here for a confrontation…save it,” Vicky said. “As you can see, I’m in a terrible state, and I don’t have energy left for her.”

He studied her for a few seconds. “I understand.”