Loving You In Secret

Chapter 633

Chapter 633

"Okay."

"I'll let you get back to work, then," Vicky said.

Tyler did not respond, and Vicky took the hint to leave the office.

As soon as the door shut behind her, Tyler picked up the agreement expressionlessly before tearing them in half.

The copies were torn into shreds, and he carelessly tossed them into the dustbin next to him.

"Vicky, don't go."

"I'm sorry, I swear that this won't happen again..."

"Vicky, don't leave me."

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"I'll never let go! Never!"

"If you dare to walk away from me, I'm going to kill you."

"Ah!" Vicky jolted awake from a strange dream.

For reasons she could not begin to fathom, she had been having the strangest dream.

It was odd enough to dream of a time when she and Tyler were a loving, sweet couple, but she dreamed of

something even more surreal this time.

She pinched the bridge of her nose and sat up from the bed.

"Was the man who begged me not to leave really Tyler?’ she thought.

She would occasionally regain her memories in the form of dreams, but one simply could not accept everything

that happened in a dream as reality. Vicky concluded that the dream she had earlier was merely a reflection of her

frustration in real life.

Tyler had always been a dictator with absolute power before her, and he was the only one who could decide to go

through a processed and finalized divorce.

Whenever Tyler took the side of another woman, Vicky would fantasize about stepping all over his pride one day.

However, even when Tyler was reluctant to end the marriage, he never stopped being prideful, let alone begging

her for anything.

"Why would I dream of such a thing? It's ridiculous..." she mumbled to herself.

"What did you dream of?" the husky voice of a man echoed in the dark room.

She looked up dazedly and widened her eyes when she saw the dark figure standing by her bed. Her heart skipped

a beat as she screamed, "Aah!”

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The lights were turned on, and Tyler's enticing features came into her sight.

"Tyler..." She gaped at him. "W-What are you doing here?"

He seemed upset with her question. "This is my house. Where else am I supposed to be?"

"But you shouldn't have stood by my bed!" she protested as she came close to having a heart attack.

"I heard you screaming as soon as I entered the house. I thought something went wrong, so I came over to check

on you."

Though the lights had been turned on, his face looked devilish in some way, and Vicky was suddenly reminded of

the last words she heard in her dream.

'If you dare to walk away from me, I'm going to kill you.'

She had always thought that Tyler was a little twisted, but she rationalized that people with his status were likely all

like him. She came to accept this.

But is he really that evil to me,' she thought, 'to the point that I subconsciously think that he'd kill me for leaving?'