Chapter 39
Chapter 39
With someone as reckless as Sasha as her soldier, Sheila had her do everything
she could not do or say while she continued to play the act of an innocent, kind–
hearted woman.
She had made others do the dirty work for her, and despite the blood on her
hands along with the fact that she was trying to destroy a marriage, she still
wanted a good reputation.
“Things can’t go that well for her!‘ Vicky thought to herself. ‘Does she really think
that she could manipulate Sasha and get whatever she wants? I’ll have her know
that Sasha is nothing but a ticking time bomb. She cares about Tyler, doesn’t
she? She’ll always remain the pathetic homewrecker that she is now!‘
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The next day, Sheila was discharged.
The injury on her leg had long recovered, and she only stayed in the hospital with
the hope of making Tyler feel guilty about her injury.
Though he did feel guilty to a certain extent, it was hardly comparable to the guilt
he felt for Vicky.
Sheila gritted her teeth as she realized that she had indeed done something
foolish.
She had originally aimed to put Vicky down yet accidentally created an
opportunity for Vicky to get closer to
Tyler.
The longer Sheila stayed, the more frequently she would see Tyler buying things
for Vicky under her request, and it would only be unbearable for Sheila to watch.
She had been in the hospital for a while, and since Tyler had not paid her more
than a few visits, it became clear that Tyler did not feel like visiting her every
single day. If that was the case, there was no point for her
to stay any longer.
A week later, Vicky had also recovered and was discharged from the hospital.
Though Tyler no longer had to go to the hospital every day, he was to return
home whenever possible as per their agreement.
Work at Hart Corporation had not been hectic lately, so he had been returning
home immediately after work.
As he pushed the main door to his mansion open, he was overwhelmed by the
delicious scent of food.
Vicky stepped out of the kitchen with a plate in her hand and said, “Dinner is
almost ready. Come downstairs. once you’ve changed.”
A few minutes later, Tyler returned to the dining room and saw the table packed
with dishes.
He narrowed his eyes and turned to look at Vicky, who had been observing his
expression, and beamed at him when their eyes met.
“Well? Do you like these?” she asked.
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Tyler sat down across from her and asked, “Do you remember my favorite
dishes?”
“Nanny Paterson told me,” Vicky confessed. As the maid who took care of the
household, it was only natural that Nanny Paterson knew her employers‘
preference.
Tyler scanned the food on the table and was impressed by how delicious and
beautifully plated they were.
He picked up the spoon elegantly and proceeded to cat while Vicky observed him
nervously like a student waiting for her homework to be graded.
After tasting a bite of the food, Tyler’s expression darkened, and he slowly turned
to look at Vicky with conflicting emotions in his eyes..