Chapter 61
âOut with it,â Tyler commanded.
Hesitantly, Harry answered, âI think itâs Miss Sasha.â
That evening, Vicky finally regained consciousness.
The lights inside the room were off, and only the light of the fading sun shone
through the window.
She glanced around the room and noticed the towering figure standing by the
window. Shadows loomed over the figure as he stood with his back facing her in
silence, perfectly blending into the darkness.
Enter titleâ¦
Her heart twitched in pain for reasons she could not begin to comprehend, and
through the overwhelming sorrow, she muttered hoarsely, âTyler.â
Still weak from the injury, her head was in tremendous pain. She seemed to
have hurt her head when Sasha pushed her down the stairs.
Vicky rubbed the back of her head and realized there were bandages wrapped
around her head.
Tyler turned around and with the light at his back, she could not see his face but
could sense the tension rising.
âWhat happened?â he asked coldly.
She rubbed her head and said, âI was in a conflict with someone and fell down
the stairs.â
âWith who?â
Vicky batted her eyes.
She had lost consciousness for a long time, and she knew that Tyler should
have found out about everything at this point.
She looked up and smiled when she spotted his face in the dark. âWho do you
think it was, Mister Hart?â
Before Tyler could answer, they heard knocking on the door, and a sternlooking
mid-aged man walked in.
When the man saw that Vicky was awake, he asked, âHow are you feeling,
Missus Hart? Any pain?â
Though she did not recognize the man, Vicky politely answered, âIâm alright
â¦save for my head pounding, that is.*
âYou bumped your head when you fell down the stairs, so itâs normal for you to
experience some pain. Iâll prescribe you some painkillers to cope with it.â
âIâm sorry, but you areâ¦?â
âSimmons, Missus Hart. You may call me President Simmons.â After a pause,
he proceeded to say, âThe person who pushed you down the stairs has been
caught and has been handed over to the police. Theyâll charge her for
intentional assault, and weâll take full responsibility for the fact that the accident
occurred here in our hospital⦠Please let us know if you need anything at all.*
Vicky shook her head. âNothing at the moment.â
Even the simple motion of shaking her head left her seeing stars.
Seeing how exhausted she seemed, President Simmons said, âRest well,
Misses Hart. Iâll come check on you again tomorrow.â He then proceeded to nod
his head at Tyler before leaving the room.
As the door closed, Tylerâs cold voice echoed inside the room. âSatisfied now,
Vicky Shaw?â