Chapter 308
The man strolled toward her and stared down at her as though she was a cattle waiting to be
slaughtered.
He reached out to stroke her cheek and said, "Claiming his woman... The mere thought of that is
thrilling."
Vicky stiffened. "Enemy? You're...Tyler Hart's enemy?"
"Are you that surprised?" He asked as he outlined her features with his finger. There was a thin layer of
callus on her finger, and she felt chills down her spine in response to his touch.
"Thank you for telling me who you are, Miss Shaw...
Otherwise, I wouldn't know how I can get back at Tyler Hart."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtVicky narrowed her eyes. "Get...back at him? What are you going to do?"
His finger stopped at her lips as he whispered seductively," What do you think?"
Vicky tried to move away, but she was powerless.
Fate had a strange way of mocking mortals.
Ever since she stepped foot in Lovian, she had been suffering from bad luck.
She was first abducted and sold to Forever Night, only to find herself in the same room as Tyler's
enemy.
'What are the odds of all these happening to me at the same time?' Vicky exclaimed inwardly in
despair.
When the man's fingers were about to come into contact with her clothes, she shouted, "If you want
revenge, I can help!"
He stopped. "Help? How?"
Vicky could practically smell the danger approaching and knew that she had to do something to stop
him.
Her mind went into high drive as she started making up excuses. "You know, I hate Tyler Hart, too.
That's why I want to divorce him. If...you can help me get away, l-l can spy on him for you and get you
whatever you want from him..."
She decided to convince the man to spare her for the time being and plan her next step once she
escaped from Forever Night.
The man stopped as she had expected, and he simply stared at Vicky.
Vicky met his eyes and noticed that his eyes were dark. Just when she was about to take a closer look,
the man asked with amusement, "Do you hate him that much?"
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHate?' She thought to herself, 'I won't call it hatred, but I can't let this guy know about that.'
She forced a scornful look and said, "Yes, I hate him! He messes around with other women yet
threatens me in all ways possible to prevent me from leaving. Also..." To sound convincing, she started
mentioning the things she had experienced in Arrowtown. "He locked me up for a whole week and
wouldn't let me go even when my legs were injured! He might look like a normal man on the outside,
but he's a psychopath deep down!"
"A psychopath?"
"Yes!" Vicky nodded frantically. "He has all these sick fetishes that are hard to put up with... He doesn't
see me as his wife but his pet and his toy instead. Besides..." Vicky paused and hesitated.
Though she had faked all her emotions so far, she actually hesitated at this very moment. In the end,
she muttered, "I suspect that he refuses to divorce me to cover up one particular sick fetish of his..."