Chapter 1433
Vicky assumed Tyler was badly injured when she noticed his blank stare. "Tyler, can you get up? Should I call an
ambulance?"
Tyler collected himself and said hoarsely, "I'm fine."
Gently pushing Vicky aside, he quickly got up. Although there were shards and debris scattered all over the ground,
Tyler had not sustained any severe injuries as he wore a suit jacket. Only the back of his hand was exposed to the
debris and suffered from a few cuts.
From Tyler's perspective, a few cuts were nothing to be worried about, but Vicky noticed and immediately held his
hand.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Your hand is cut. Let's treat it with ointment right away." She led him upstairs, holding his hand gently.
Tyler instinctively wanted to shake off her hand and mock her for pretending to be concerned as that was what he
thought. However, for some reason, he found himself following her upstairs silently when he saw the concern on
her face.
Vicky swiftly fetched the medical kit.
Though the wounds were not very serious, they looked rather ugly.
With practiced ease, Vicky took out a disinfectant swab and a hemostatic agent from the medical kit, carefully
treating Tyler's wounds. She moved gently, worried she would hurt him. Occasionally, she would look up and
observe his expression.
"If it hurts, please let me know," she said.
This level of pain was insignificant to Tyler. As he looked at her cautious movements and focused expression, he felt
his heartstrings tugged. His anger and irritability seemed to dissipate in an instant.
In his mind, Vicky was carrying someone else's child —the child he should have strangled her for. No one ever
subjected him to such humiliation. However, seeing how worried she was about him at the moment, he could not
help but doubt himself.
After venting his anger, a sense of emptiness washed over him. It dawned on him that he was reluctant to let go of
the woman before him.
While he was lost in thought, Vicky finished tending to his wounds.
"All done," she whispered. "For the next couple of days, try to keep the wounds away from water as much as
possible to avoid infection. Otherwise, there will be scars."
Tyler gazed intently at Vicky.
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Ignoring his gaze, she continued, "By the way, pay attention to your diet too. You can't drink alcohol for a couple of
days."
After a few seconds of silence, Tyler suddenly spoke, "Get
rid of the child, and never contact Alex again."
Vicky paused, feeling dumbfounded at first until she realized what he meant.
Vicky looked up and studied his majestic features before asking, "Are you saying...you're willing to forgive me?"
His expression darkened. No man on earth could forgive his wife for cheating on him. "Dream on. I will never
forgive you, " he said coldly.
"So what are you saying?"
He stared down at her and said, "You'll stay and spend the rest of your life atoning for what you did."
Vicky's gaze lit up as she knew Tyler had chosen to forgive her despite what he said.
She merely asked such a question to test Tyler's limits.