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Chapter 1239
Tyler was merciless toward Vicky before he lost his memories, so Vicky was determined to get back at him while he
was still injured.
Aurora was right; the feeling of being able to retaliate felt wonderful.
Since Tyler had agreed to divorce her, Vicky became fearless.
Harry cleared his throat. "Um... Mister Hart wants to shower, but his wounds can't get wet. I'm at my wit's end, so I
can only ask that Missus Hart interfere."
Vicky's direct, rough approach placed Tyler in a fit of rage, but he was helpless due to his current state.
Tyler had always been a man of patience and perseverance, so he stopped refusing to be fed ever since the
previous event as he knew that any protest would only end with his suffering.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtTyler was never one to make useless struggles.
Harry knew that once Tyler was discharged from the hospital, Vicky would undoubtedly be in for a tough time, but
for the time being, Vicky's approach seemed to be effective. Harry could only turn to her for help.
Upon hearing this, Vicky showed no signs of surprise as she had witnessed firsthand what a troublemaker Tyler was
years ago. She nodded and said, "I understand. Leave it to me." She paused for a few thoughtful moments and
continued, "Harry, you've been at the hospital for so many days. You don't need to come here anymore. Go home
and rest."
Harry glanced at Vicky cautiously and asked, "But.Js that okay?"
"It's fine. I can handle things here on my own."
Harry had a hunch about what Vicky intended to do and silently prayed for Tyler, understanding the predicament he
would face. "Understood, Missus Hart. Let me know if you have anything else you need me to do."
Vicky nodded. "You can go now."
After bidding farewell to Vicky, Harry left.
Once he was gone, Aurora winked at Vicky and said, "Good luck, Vicky!"
'When would be a better time to torment him than now? Let's torture this twisted guy to death!' Aurora gleefully
cheered internally.
Vicky smiled at Aurora and turned to enter the ward.
The bright sunlight streamed through the window, casting its radiance upon the man who had his eyes closed as he
lay quietly on the hospital bed.
The sun highlighted the sharp contours of his face, giving it
a dazzling golden glow and enhancing its naturally handsome and perfect appearance. He exuded an innate
elegance and nobility despite his disheveled state.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmVicky approached the bed. "I heard you want to take a bath?"
Tyler's lashes fluttered slightly, but he refused to speak or open his eyes and ignored her entirely.
Ever since she force-fed him, Tyler had stopped talking to her and always gave her the cold shoulder—a clear
indication that he wanted nothing to do with her.
Seeing that he did not respond, Vicky paid no mind to it. Instead, she picked up her phone and started messaging
Cece.
To avoid disturbing Tyler's rest, she had set her phone to silent mode, but in the quiet ward, the buzzing sound of
the messages could still be heard.
Tyler, who had closed his eyes to rest, opened his eyes abruptly and demanded, "Get out."
Without lifting her head, Vicky replied, "If you don't want to see me, hurry up and recover from your injuries. Your
frequent escapades delay your treatment and make me feel like you're reluctant to let me go. This almost looks like
you're stalling."
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