Vicky lowered her head guiltily at Tylerâs words.
She was furious at the time and said a lot of hurtful words, not knowing that he was doing everything
for her sake.
âIâm sorry,â she whispered.
He embraced her. âDonât apologize. Iâm just doing what I should do.â
The two bathed in the afternoon sun in silence. It had been some time since they had such a moment
of peace.
Sometime later, he said, âVicky, once this matter comes to an end, come home with me, okay?â
Vicky was stunned and hesitated.
Knowing what she was concerned about, he tightened his arms around her. âMy previous promise still
stands. I wonât restrict your freedom anymore, nor will I interfere with your social life. However, you
cannot have any contact with Lincoln.â
Despite what he promised, Vicky was still reluctant to leave with him, but she understood that she
could not stay with the Hart family any longer.
Although she did not know who poisoned her, the fact that it had happened meant that someone had
developed a deep hatred for her to the point of resorting to disfigurement as a means to harm her.
Staying would not be any better than
leaving with Tyler.
With this in mind, Vicky nodded gently. âAlright.â
Seemingly surprised that she agreed, Tyler was momentarily stunned.
He unconsciously tightened his arms around her, his trembling arm betraying his unsettled emotions.
After all his efforts, Vickyâs attitude toward him finally eased.
Vicky looked up at him and asked the question she had been wanting to ask since discovering the
truth. âIf my face can never be restored, would you still want me?â
Tyler lowered his head and kissed her deeply, answering Vickyâs question with his action.
Vicky did not resist or struggle.
Sensing her acceptance, his heart raced, and his breath became even more erratic. He kissed her
deeply and intensely, making it hard for her to resist.
After a long while, Tyler finally stopped before Vicky was suffocated. âI will never leave you,â he said in
a low, husky voice near her ear, a voice that held an indescribable allure.
Vicky lifted her head and met his unfathomable gaze, and Tyler maintained eye contact with her calmly.
Vickyâs heart skipped a beat, and she was the first to break eye contact, lowering her head. â But, even
I myself canât accept being like this forever.â
In truth, she could not accept living with such an ugly face, and she could not even bring herself to look
into the mirror.
âIt doesnât matter.â Tyler gently kissed her forehead. âI donât care.â
Vicky found it hard to believe.
Not many people would focus solely on inner qualities and not care about appearances, especially so
for someone like Tyler, who held a high position. Many women threw themselves at him regularly, and
countless people had tried to curry favor by offering him various beautiful women.
Having seen so much beauty, it seemed questionable if he could truly endure being with an ugly
woman.