Loving You In Secret (Vicky and Tyler)

Chapter 10

Loving You In Secret By Debbie Meza Chapter 10

Vicky stood up immediately to greet Tyler. “Tyler.”

Tyler paused. “Why are you here?”

“Since you refused to answer my call, I can only come here to look for you,” Vicky answered.

“Is there any problem?” he asked.

Ready to speak, Vicky said, “It’s regarding Cece—”

“I’m not going to do anything about that,” interjected Tyler indifferently, “and the same goes for you.”

“But she’s innocent.”

“There are many innocent people in this world. Do I need to care about every single one of them?” he

replied rather harshly.

Vicky was hurt by his indifferent attitude. “We’re now divorced yet, so I’m still your wife.”

He did not understand what Vicky was trying to get at. “So?”

She took a deep breath. “If you’re willing to help, I’ll agree to leave this marriage without taking

anything and money.”

“Leave this marriage without taking anything and money, you say?” His lips twisted into a disdainful

smile. “Vicky Shaw, are you thinking of taking parts of my assets?”

“According to the law, the assets of the husband and wife are to be divided equally during a divorce.”

Tyler chuckled. His eyes were cold like the stream water as he said remotely, “We have a prenuptial

agreement. It stated that you’re willing to leave this marriage without taking anything or money from the

Hart family.”

“What did you say?!” Her eyes widened in shock. ‘Did water get into my brain or something? Why did I

sign such an unfair agreement?’ she thought.

It seemed like Tyler could not be bothered to talk with her as he raised his feet and left her. She did not

realize the only bargaining chip she had was screwed by the old her.

Looking at the tall, lean man, she said loudly, “If you’re willing to help me, I’ll cooperate with you fully

with the divorce! If you don’t, then…”

She decided to cut off all means of retreat and shouted, “Don’t ever think about divorcing me. Your

sweetheart will forever be a mistress!”

This effectively stopped Tyler as he looked back and said coldly, “Vicky Shaw, are you threatening novelbin

me?”

His cold eyes rested on her; it felt light and yet relatively substantial. It was so oppressive that one

would not dare to look back.

Vicky’s heart shrunk inexplicably. For some reason, she felt like leaving so he could not stare at her.

Then again, she thought of Cece. She thus forced herself to stay calm and mustered her courage to

gaze back at him. “What if I said yes?”

Tyler looked at her quietly with his deep, dark eyes. The stare lasted so long that their souls seemed to

be sucked into each other’s eyes.

Vicky’s heart quivered in insecurity. She knew she already agreed to the divorce and that it was

unethical for her to change her mind. Nonetheless, she had nothing else to gamble on apart from that.

Perhaps she did, before she lost her memory. At this moment, she could not even remember most

people, and the only person she knew that could help her was Tyler.

With a stone-cold face, he said, “Just you wait.”

He turned and left. If he was easily intimidated, then he would not be the Tyler Hart he was today.

Vicky was stunned as she felt unable to move. After regaining her senses, she chased after him.

Tyler had already driven off by the time she got outside.

…

For the next few days, Tyler did not return home nor answered Vicky’s call. She tried all sorts of

methods and still failed to bail out Cece, not even having the chance to see her.

The Larson family was a powerful and influential family, and regular folk could never save Cece after

she hurt Hector.

The sun was scorching hot when Vicky went to the hospital. This was the third day she came to the

hospital, and she was hoping to talk with Missus Larson. However, she did not even get the chance to,

let alone enter the ward where Hector was staying.

Two bodyguards stopped her from entering the ward and disallowed her from getting close. Obviously,

Missus Larson did not wish to see her. After she left the hospital, she went to Hart Corporation again.

Cece was the only one who cared about her when she woke up from unconsciousness. No matter what

it took, she vowed to save her.

As she arrived at Hart Corporation, the same two front desk women did not dare to say anything after

seeing Vicky, having learned their lesson. Vicky also did not plan on making it difficult for them. She just

sat on the sofa in the lobby and waited.

After what seemed to be ages, someone strutted in, walking in her high heels. Vicky lifted her head and

saw a familiar face.

At the same time, Sasha saw her sitting by herself on the sofa too. She asked, “What’s the deal with

that woman?”

Clearly, the front desk girls knew Sasha. They still held a grudge against Vicky, but they did not dare to

indulge in it. “Good day, Miss Young. This woman is here to see Mister Hart, but she doesn’t have an

appointment. According to the rules, we’re not allowed to let her in.”

The other front desk girl mumbled, “She claimed to be Missus Hart but can’t even get through Mister

Hart’s phone…”

Sasha pretended to feel shocked. She smiled evilly and slowly approached where Vicky was sitting.

“Goodness me. Who is this? Isn’t it Miss Shaw? Wait, I’m wrong.” Lifting a hand to cover her mouth,

she giggled and said, “Didn’t you claim to be Missus Hart? Why are you sitting here and not upstairs?”

Vicky looked at Sasha’s devilish expression and said nothing. This, however, merely fueled Sasha to

be more haughty.

“Didn’t I remind you to be smart and stop bothering Tyler? You refused to listen and invited humiliation.

Tsk, tsk, tsk!”

Sasha smacked her own face lightly and exaggeratedly remarked, “Do your face hurt now?”

Vicky stared at her coldly. “You’re the one who did this to Cece, didn’t you?”

Sasha was so pleased with herself that if she had a tail, it would have been standing upright in the air.

“Yeah, it was,” she replied haughtily, “but so what? It’s your assistant who’s in trouble. Even if it’s you…

Tyler won’t blame me.”

She giggled, having thought of something.

“Have you forgotten how you were pushed into the pool?”

Vicky’s eyes shrunk and the expression in her eyes turned cold.

Sasha sighed like she was in trouble.

She turned around and asked both front desk women, “Oh, no, I dropped by all of a sudden today and

didn’t make an appointment. Will there be any problem for me to go find Tyler?”

One of the women smiled. “Based on your relationship with Mister Hart, you don’t need an appointment

at all. You’re welcome to go now. Don’t let us waste your time.”

Sasha became cockier at this response. She looked at Vicky contemptuously and insinuated, “There’re

always shameless women who’ll try their luck at seducing Tyler. Both of you have to keep your eyes

open, and don’t let these shameless, indecent women in.”