Chapter 1513
Chapter 1513
As they left the venue, Vicky overheard a chorus of regretful whispers from the others around her.
It felt like a dream.
Indeed, regardless of the situation, there was no going back once a decision was made.
Life was not a fairytale, and nobody was obliged to wait around indefinitely.
After leaving the cinema, Tyler drove her to the beach again, holding her hand just like he used to when they were in love.
Vicky did not fight him, and they strolled along the shore.
Neither of them uttered a word.
This tranquil scene persisted until the sunset slowly descended. As sunlight brushed over the horizon, the sea turned into shades of golden red, a beautiful vibrant display that was transient and fleeting. The sun dipped below the horizon, and the sky darkened. The sea breeze picked up, causing Vicky’s long hair to flutter in the wind.
“Vicky, can we not separate? Will you stay with me?” His voice was low, tinged with a touch of desperation. This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.
The sun had vanished, and the expressions of the two were veiled in the dim light.
“You can’t change your illness or your personality.” Vicky’s voice remained calm and aloof-sounding. “Do you want me to be with you forever in the form of a corpse instead?”
The world fell silent that very second, with only the sound of waves crashing against the rocks.
Tyler held her in his arms and did not speak further. After a while, he said, “Let’s head back.”
Vicky nodded.
Tyler did not take her back to her apartment. Instead, he led her back to their shared mansion. “Let’s have dinner at home tonight,” he said in a subdued tone, his expression having regained its cool composure.
Vicky did not refuse.
Inside the mansion, Tyler told her to rest while he went into the kitchen to prepare dinner.
Vicky sat still on the couch, listening to the subtle noises coming from the kitchen as her thoughts drifted.
Soon, the salivating aroma of food wafted through the air. Tyler finished preparing dinner.
With three dishes and a soup, the meal was just right for two.
The dishes in front of her were colorful and fragrant, but she had no appetite.
Knowing that Tyler had personally prepared the meal, Vicky forced herself to eat a bit more.
“You don’t have to force yourself to eat if you don’t have an appetite,” Tyler suddenly said.
Vicky looked up, her gaze meeting his own.
He gazed at her quietly, seemingly having eaten little himself. His gaze was profound, brimming with emotions she could not quite comprehend.
Vicky lowered her head, avoided his gaze, and mumbled a vague response.
After dinner, Tyler suggested taking a stroll in a park nearby, and Vicky agreed.
She assumed he would finally cut to the chase after spending the whole day together, but he said nothing.
At night, he decided on his own that Vicky would stay with him. It was then she started to think if he was merely stalling.
“Tyler, if there’s nothing you wish to discuss, I’m going home now.”
He looked at her, and his lips curled into a bitter smile. “You can’t even endure a day with me?”