Loving You In Secret (Vicky and Tyler) novel Chapter 876

Chapter 876

The way Vicky looked at Tyler was both strange and familiar. Many years ago, she had looked at him like that as well. The look was one of worship and adoration. However, she never looked at him like that ever again.

Vicky nervously averted her gaze from his as if she had been caught red- handed doing something she should not have been doing. Suddenly, she felt her cheeks burning up.

Tyler put her back on the bed and said, "You do know that you still have a fever, right?" "I just wanted to take a shower," said Vicky, her voice still feeble and hoarse. "I haven't taken a shower in days, and it's making me feel uncomfortable..."

Tyler was quiet for a while, then he picked up the tray from the table. "Have some soup first."

Vicky reached out for the bowl, only to have Tyler move the tray out of her grasp. "I'll feed you." "There's no need. My hand is fine. I can feed myself." "You haven't washed your hands in a long time. They could be covered in all kinds of germs for all we know," said Tyler coldly.

Vicky balled her hands into a fist. Tyler was right... She had not washed her hands ever since she was locked up. She wanted to take a bath last night, but he would not allow her. Besides, how could he mind that she was dirty when he was the one who hugged her to sleep last night?

She might not be as obsessed as him in the cleanliness department, but she was nonetheless a woman who preferred to be clean and was embarrassed by just how dirty she was.

I think it's best if I wash my hands first," said Vicky as she moved to get out of bed.

Tyler's face became cold as did his tone. "If you want me to carry you, just say so. There's no need to beat around the bush." "No, it's not like that." Vicky looked at him with a confused expression. "I can get to the bathroom myself. You don't need to carry me there."

She had benefited from the round of IV drip the doctors gave her, and she would not have fallen to the ground if Tyler had not startled her.

Tyler's gaze grew colder, and his tone was starting to sound vicious. "What are you going to wear to go to the bathroom?"

Indeed, her shoes were nowhere to be seen.

"I don't mind walking barefoot..." said Vicky timidly.