Loving You In Secret

Chapter 1290

Chapter 1290

Vicky pushed open the door to the lounge and found Tyler sitting elegantly on the couch. He was resting with his

eyes closed.

She walked over. "Tyler, are you alright?"

He opened his eyes at the sound of her voice. "Why are you here?"

"I'm worried, so I came to check on you."

"I'm fine." He massaged his temples and said, "It's just a headache. It will pass."

She observed his expression and asked gingerly, "Have you remembered anything?"

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"No."

Halfway through the press conference, Tyler's head suddenly started to ache, and he had to leave the venue. It had

only been about 10 minutes since he left.

"The press conference..." Vicky's expression turned cold as she mentioned it. "It's over."

"Already?" Tyler's eyes dimmed.

Vicky was furious. "Those reporters were either bribed or colluding. Their questions were clearly meant to provoke

and cause trouble, not to seek the truth."

Tyler's gaze shifted, but the livid Vicky did not notice it.

"It's pointless to continue such a press conference. Let's forget about it," she said.

Tyler looked at her intently. "Is that so?"

"Yeah." Vicky looked away. "I've already asked Harry to arrange the car. Let's leave."

As Vicky stood up and tried to walk away, Tyler held her hand. "Something happened during the press conference,

didn't it?"

"No, it's just those reporters intentionally causing trouble."

Tyler extended his hand, his fingers gently lifting her chin." Vicky, you're lying," he said, his voice rational and clear.

"The world is already speculating whether I lost my memory. With my sudden headache and exit, things must have

gotten worse."

Vicky sighed. "I knew I can't hide anything from you."

Tyler's headache and exit from the press conference only fuelled the rumors about his memory loss, and no

explanation could help with it. Moreover, a large group of reporters was waiting outside, eager to interview him and

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uncover some sensational news.

Tyler pulled her into his arms, his voice low and close to her ear. "I can handle more than you think. You don't have

to hide these things from me."

Despite what he said, Tyler was different from before he lost his memories and Vicky was worried. She feared that

he might be triggered again and suffer even worse symptoms.

Just then, there was a knock on the door, and Harry's voice came from outside. ' Mister Hart, Missus Hart, the car is

ready. You can leave now."

"We'll talk about this later," Vicky said.

Back at home, Vicky checked the news on her phone. As expected, the news that had initially been speculation

about Tyler's memory loss turned into a confirmation of his condition after today's press conference. Vicky felt

troubled by the sight.