Loving You In Secret (Vicky and Tyler) novel Chapter 2

Loving You In Secret By Debbie Meza Chapter 2

“When?” said Tyler Hart.

Vicky Shaw was caught off-guard by this response before she realized what he was asking about.

She said, “We can file the papers and proceed after I’m discharged.”

“Very well,” came his simple response as he then turned to leave the ward without feeling nostalgic.

He did not even ask how her recovery was nor the reason why she was admitted to the hospital. It was as though she was not her wife but an insignificant person instead.

…

After a month, Vicky was finally allowed to be discharged from the hospital. In the early hours of a particular morning, Cece busily packed Vicky’s belongings.

“Congratulations on your discharge, Vicky! Let me treat you to a good meal today,” chirped Cece.

The joyful look on Cece’s face dispersed the gloomy feeling in Vicky’s heart and made her smile. “I should be the one treating you. Thank you for looking after me while I was here.”

Suddenly, Cece’s expression faltered. “You shouldn’t have! You saved me, you know. Without you, who knows where I’ll be after being trafficked?”

Three years ago, an unhappy Cece ran away from home when she learned that her parents forced her into an arranged marriage. At the time, she had just entered society and was too sheltered by her family.

All of her money got stolen on the first day she ran away, and she nearly got scammed into being a victim of human trafficking, too.

Luckily, Vicky noticed this and saved Cece. When she found out Cece had no place to return to, she arranged a place for her to stay and even hired her as her personal assistant. This was why Cece felt very grateful to Vicky.

Suddenly, Vicky thought of something and asked, “Is there anyone else coming to visit me other than you? Don’t I have any family or friends?”

Cece’s gaze wavered. She answered vaguely, “Maybe…they didn’t know you were involved in a car crash. After your marriage, you didn’t contact your family very often.”

The answer made Vicky wonder.

…

It was late at night, and Vicky leaned on the headrest to read her book.

Clack! Someone was opening her bedroom door. It was a peaceful night, so the sound could not be mistaken for something else.

Although the mansion had a remarkable scene and was designed by a great interior designer, she did not feel secure staying in it after having lost her memory.

She looked at the door alertly as a tall, slender, handsome man walked into the room.

Vicky asked, “Why did you come back here?”

Tyler noticed Vicky looking at him warily, and he curled his thin lips into a sarcastic smile.

“Are you trying…to play hard to get again?”

His voice was low, melodious, and clear like the water in a river. It was a beautiful voice, yet his sarcastic words created discomfort.

“Playing hard to get?” It sounded like a joke, and Vicky could not help but laugh.

“Mister Hart, I’ve forgotten everything, including the feelings I had for you. What makes you think that I’d still like you like I used to? Do you think it’s worth doing that to a husband that I’m about to divorce?”

Tyler squinted slightly. His pupils looked dark and gloomy. Thus, the way he looked at Vicky was nothing less than fierce.