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Chapter 133
Vicky snapped out of her reverie and placed her hand into Tyler's palm under everyone's watchful
gazes.
The two of them stepped into the dance floor.
She was beautiful and charming, and he was handsome and elegant. This combination was
harmonious beyond description.
At this moment, they gazed into each other's eyes.
From a distance, they looked like lovers deeply in love with one another.
However, the majority of the guests knew what their relationship was like and was only impressed by
how great the two were at acting.
The melodious music echoed in the brightly lit banquet hall, and other guests began to follow their lead
as they stepped into the dance floor.
"What's wrong?" Tyler looked at Vicky and asked, "Are you not happy?"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtVicky was not one who was used to showing her emotions, but she was incapable of hiding her
emotions seamlessly. Tyler was sharp enough to notice Vicky's emotions.
"No.’’ Vicky said, "I'm just afraid I'll forget how to dance and embarrass you."
Tyler stared at her with his deep, dark eyes. "You wont."
Vicky felt slightly dazed from the proximity between them and was further confused when she heard his
answer. "What do you mean?"
"Even if you don't know anything, you won’t embarrass me. No one will dare to ridicule you."
Vicky felt as though her heart was stung.
No woman on earth could resist a man like Tyler when he showed the slightest sign of caring about
them.
Ever since she lost her memory, the walls she built within her were already on the verge of collapse,
and they would crumble into ruins with just a gentle push from him.
After a few seconds of silence, she said, "Thank you."
She knew that no one would dare to mock or humiliate her anymore.
Tyler gazed into her emotionless eyes. "What's wrong?”
Vicky knew she had no reason to be unhappy on his birthday.
She had everything that came with the title of Missus Hart compared to the beginning, so there was no
reason for her to be dissatisfied.
If her memory was intact, she would not have dared to even dream of such a thing. However, when she
remembered the dazed look in his eyes when he looked at her earlier, she felt as though she was
suffocating.
Vicky wanted to lie, but Tyler was really too perceptive, her lies simply would not escape his eyes.
A few minutes of silence later, Vicky finally said, "I just keep getting a feeling that all these aren't real
because it feels like a dream. There's a big difference between never getting something and getting it,
before eventually losing it... It's something anyone would struggle to cope with, no?"
If something was destined to be lost, it would be better not to have gotten it in the first place, i
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She was madly in love with him before she lost her memories to the point that she could not let go.
The memory loss after the car accident was a gift from heaven meant to set her free from the fear of
leaving him, yet she fell for him all over again.
Would she really be able to let go when she was required to do so?
His piercing gaze held her captive, his eyes dark and fathomless.
He tightened his grip around her arm and pulled her into his embrace. His strong, sturdy form
enveloped her delicate figure.
"Is that what you're worrying about?" he asked, his voice low and husky.
She nodded quietly.
Tyler's lips curled ever so slightly. "As long as you don't want a divorce, I won't bring it up again either."
Her long lashes quivered as she gazed up at him.
He was like poison that tasted as sweet as honey. He was a flame and she was the moth that could not
help but fly toward him, knowing that it would lead to her demise.
Even after years had gone by, her heart would break all over again whenever she thought of that
moment, but it was too late for regrets.