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Chapter 1143
Vicky did not manage to contact Cece and the others while she was unconscious, and she was worried that they
might worry.
Tyler stood still and said, "You haven't fully recovered yet. You shouldn't play with your phone."
She scowled. "I don't use my phone for long."
"No way." Tyler remained calm, but his tone was undeniably forceful. "You are not to get your phone back until you
get better."
Vicky knew that Tyler had been taking care of her and tried her best to be polite in the past few days. However, she
felt her rage building up when she heard his controlling tone.
"Tyler, don't I have the right to communicate with others?"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"You will have your phone back when you recover," he said firmly.
Vicky grew angry. "Tyler, is this what you call giving me freedom if I go back with you?"
Faced with her displeased gaze, Tyler remained unperturbed. "If you want to get your phone back soon, cooperate
with the treatment and take care of your health."
Vicky could not stand Tyler's controlling nature and despised his overbearing, unreasonable demeanor. "Tyler, my
friends can't reach me. They might think something
happened to me!"
"I'll have someone contact your friends and assure them that you're safe," Tyler replied.
Vicky gazed at the man's aloof face before her, feeling a chill run through her body. "Tyler, were all those promises
you made me before just lies?"
His thin lips twitched as he stared into her eyes as if he wanted to say something. However, he fell silent.
Seeing that he seemed to have nothing more to say, Vicky's eyes gradually dimmed with disappointment.
Not long after finishing breakfast, there was a knock on the door. The bodyguard outside came in and reported,
"Mister Hart, the Second Young Master Hart, and his fiancee, Miss Yeager, have come to visit Madam."
Upon hearing this, Tyler almost immediately refused without any hesitation. "Turn them away."
Vicky looked at Tyler. "Don't you want to ask for my opinion?"
Tyler maintained the same attitude as before. "You need to rest properly right now."
Disappointed, Vicky glared at Tyler. "Tyler, are you trying to confine me again and turn me into your pet?"
"Vicky, Lincoln already has a fiancee," Tyler's gaze darkened as he coldly reminded her. "It was I who took care of
you while you were sick. Lincoln has been busy developing a
relationship with his fiancee."
Vicky had not intended to see Lincoln in the first place nor did she care what he was doing. What made her angry
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmwas Tyler making decisions without asking her.
Vicky retorted, "Tyler, don't portray yourself as the saint in the story. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been
bedridden. You controlled me, forbade anyone from visiting, and you claim to be the only one taking care of me...
Do you not find this laughable?"
Tyler looked down at her condescendingly. "Are you finally done pretending?"
"Pretending?"
Tyler sneered. "You only managed to fake obedience for less than a day, but when it comes to Lincoln, you can't
keep up the act? You sure are fond of that hypocritical monster."
"Monster? Tyler, do you have the right to say such things? Isn't it you who disfigured his face?"
"He deserved it."
Vicky realized that she could not have a sensible conversation with him. Not only was he overbearing, but he was
also extremely unreasonable.
Vicky coldly turned her head away, refusing to look at him.
Seeing Vicky's cold expression, Tyler's gaze grew even more gloomy. "Vicky, do you care so much about Lincoln to
the point that you don't care if his face is ruined?"
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