Vicky looked up at Tyler and answered, "Because…I'm your wife?"
Tyler laughed. "Wrong. It's because I'm still useful to them."
"How are you still useful to them?" asked Vicky with a puzzled expression on her face.
"I can help their adopted son to successfully get the position of being the heir to the entire Hart family's fortune."
Vicky was a little taken aback. "They want you to help him? But aren't you their real kid…?"
"So what?" Tyler asked back indifferently.
Vicky fell silent.
Tyler was right—what did it matter that he was their biological child? He had long been labeled as the 'rebellious one', and it was all because of her. If she was not in his life, he would not have been hated by his parents nor would he have to suffer through so much torture.
This new knowledge made Vicky feel as if a giant boulder was pressing against her chest and making it hard for her to breathe.
Since Vicky did not continue the conversation, neither did Tyler.
Vicky—who on account of being locked up for so long—was feverish. The emotional shock of seeing Tyler had subsided, leaving her feeling sleepy and cold.
Tyler noticed her trembling, so he hugged her tighter. Instinctively, Vicky began to struggle even though she had no energy left. Her resistance made Tyler's eyes darken because he realized she would only be nice when she needed something from him.
"We've done everything a married couple does, so why are you still acting like we are strangers?" asked Tyler coldly.
Vicky knew he had misunderstood her. "I'm dirty…and I'm worried that I'll get your clothes dirty too," she said softly.
She had been locked up in a dirty and cold basement for the past several days without a chance to shower, and only god knew what bugs had been crawling all over her.
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Awesome story but too long winded...