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Chapter 1230
Vicky stared at the sleeping Tyler as her mind raced.
He must have sensed her staring at him; that or he had enough sleep. Either way, his eyes fluttered open.
Confusion flashed across his eyes before he turned to look at Vicky.
"You're awake." Vicky felt nervous as he gazed at her. "How do you feel? Are you aching anywhere?"
Tyler still looked at her like she was a stranger. After a while, he uttered one word, "Water."
Vicky quickly poured some water into a cup, put in a straw, and brought it to him to sip. He must be in considerable
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtpain since he only drank half a cup before moving his head away.
Vicky placed the cup on the table. "Does it hurt badly? Do you want me to call the doctor for you?" she asked softly.
"No." Tyler's voice became clearer after drinking the water." Who are you?"
"I'm..." Vicky did not know how to answer him.
'Should I introduce myself as his ex-wife? But it was only a fake divorce... Should I tell him I'm his wife, then? Ugh,
no. I don't want him to know that...'
As she debated with herself, Tyler asked again, "Do we have some sort of special relationship?"
"Special relationship?" Vicky looked at him. "What makes you think that?"
"Because of your hesitation when I asked you who you are."
Though he was physically weak, it did not lessen his power of observation nor did his stare become any less
overbearing. Vicky would inevitably feel pressured whenever he looked at her like that. She quickly averted her
gaze away from his.
Tyler's inky blue eyes remained fixated on her.
"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to, since it's only a matter of time before I look into who you are."
Vicky looked at him. "Why would you feel a need to look into something like this?"
"I've lost my memory. Shouldn't I look into what I've forgotten?"
Vicky glanced at Tyler from time to time. Suddenly, she asked, "Tyler, have you really lost your memory?"
Tyler did not avoid her gaze. "What are you trying to say?" "I'm just wondering whether you've really lost your
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmmemory..." Vicky was so overwhelmed when the news of Tyler’s memory loss broke that she did not have the time
to think whether it was true. As she had calmed down, she instinctively grew suspicious as she looked at him.
She had been tricked by him so many times that she did not really trust him anymore.
Tyler remained calm under her insinuation. "What does that
have to do with me?" he asked.
Vicky failed to respond accordingly.
"Please leave now." Tyler closed his eyes. "I'm not used to being in the same room with a stranger."
"I'm here to take care of you."
"No, I don't need you to do that," said Tyler coldly.