Chapter 580: Chapter 582

Chapter 582

Though Alex was bruised, he seemed energetic.

“How are your legs?” Vicky asked gently.

“Fine. I’m recovering.”

Vicky hesitated. “Did Tyler…”

Alex knew what she was about to ask and said, “Tyler is a sick sociopath. He said it’s too boring to

destroy my legs when I’m injured, so he decided to cure my wounds first and have me watch as I

recover, before showing me true despair again.”

Being in constant despair was never the worst punishment, and Tyler knew it better than anyone. Vicky

herself was treated the same way.

“Nurse, I will put the ointment on his wounds. You can go and rest,” Vicky said to the nurse.

The nurse nodded and turned to leave.

Vicky picked up the cotton tip and began to treat Alex’s wounds.

She was hardly as professional as the nurse, but Alex remained extremely quiet without a single word

of complaint. He simply stared at Vicky with full attention as though he was a completely different man.

“Vicky,” he said abruptly. “Have I…caused you troubles once again?”

Vicky looked away but did not stop treating his wounds. “No. IV

He smiled bitterly. “I know the answer to that, actually… It’s like the time before. Had I not insisted on

taking you with me, Tyler would’ve never misunderstood you…”

“It’s in the past now.”

He studied the pale look on her face. “Vicky, Tyler was willing to let me go… Did you make some kind

of trade with him again?”

‘Trade?’ She thought, reminded of the divorce agreement. ‘Is the divorce considered a trade-off?

Probably not, because it’s setting me free as well. I should feel relieved, but why does it feel like there’s

a rock resting on my chest?’

“I didn’t. Don’t overthink it.”

Alex had grown up alongside Vicky and spotted her lie right away. “Did you threaten Tyler with

something again?”

Vicky looked up. “Again? Have I threatened him in the past?”

Alex’s breath caught in his throat when he realized that he had said the wrong thing. “No… You either

traded him or threatened him with something, or a vindictive man like

Tyler would’ve never agreed to set me free. I know just how much he hates me…”

Vicky kept her eyes trained on him. “Why does he hate you?”

“Maybe it’s just in our genes… He’s always resented me for

trying to take you away from this place.” Alex refused to meet her eyes. “I kidnapped Gloria this time,

so it’s only normal that he hates me.”

“Is that all?”

Alex was not the type of man who could lie and looked at every corner of the room but Vicky. “Of

course… Why else?”

Vicky stared at him. “Alex, you know that I’ve lost my memories of the past, but you are my childhood

friend, so I trust you. If you have to lie to me, I don’t know who to trust from now on.”

He widened his eyes and opened his mouth to speak, before sighing a long breath. “Vicky, it’s not that I

don’t want to tell you.” Sorrow filled his eyes as he continued, “Some things are better left forgotten.”

Vicky had lost count of how many times she had heard those words. “I’ll remember eventually. Instead

of having a mental breakdown from remembering everything all at once, I’d rather be prepared.”