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Chapter 92
"You're right,” admitted Tyler calmly.
Vicky felt suffocated. "Why did you help me with my revenge if you don't want to be with me?'
Tyler was an excellent businessman, and his interest came first. Everything he did served a purpose,
and he thought everything through.
If he did not want to continue with this marriage, he would never offend the Simmons family because of
an irrelevant woman. That would be out of character of him if he did.
Tyler gave her an askance look. His tone was cold and demeaning when he replied, "Who else would
be willing to be my wife if people heard that Missus Hart was treated worse than an animal?"
After a pause, he continued with a straight face, "Don't flatter yourself. I had the same thought as you
when I did it: paving a good road ahead for myself so women could see how impressive it is to be my
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtwife. Maybe they'll ignore the fact that I was married before and will still marry me."
Vicky was speechless.
With Tyler's appearance and status, women would still throw themselves at him and be willing to be his
mistress or lover even while he was married. Divorce had no difference to him.
Vicky was not stupid. She knew there were things she should not believe in, and it was better to ignore
them.
She looked at him and said, "Although my family isn't as it used to be, they're not bad enough that
they'd humiliate you. As for the other areas... I think I'm pretty enough for you to show off and also
good enough to handle all of the issues at home."
"Who's the one getting hurt or being admitted to the hospital most of the time?" he rebuked. "People
who don't know might think I'm abusing you."
Vicky was lost for words. The only time Tyler was not related to her injury was when she was bitten by
Mandy's dog. The rest of her injuries were mostly because of Tyler. Of course, she was not going to
speak her mind out.
Tyler looked at the lunchbox in her hands, and his tone became colder. "I forgot you got a full stack of
dirty tricks up your sleeves and even got better at gaining sympathy by hurting yourself. Trying to hurt
yourself more when you already know you're already injured...
"Vicky, hear me out. Even if your hand is broken, I won't feel touched at all.
I won't accept a dumb, disabled woman."
Vicky stayed silent for a while before explaining, "I had Nanny Paterson prepare the lunch. I didn't
purposely hurt myself to gain your sympathy."
It was probably her imagination, but Tyler's expression did look better than before. He said indifferently,
"Since you've delivered the food, you can go now."
Vicky placed the lunchbox on the table and said, "I'll leave when you finish eating."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmTyler looked at her. "You're not leaving if I don't eat?"
"Yes. You're going to drown yourself in work and forget about eating if no one watches over you."
Tyler teased, "I'm flattered to have you caring so deeply for me."
Some time ago, she cared for him like this, too. However, at that time, she did it with a purpose.
Vicky looked into his eyes. "Didn't you say you won't accept a disabled woman to be your wife? The
same goes for me too. I don't want to have a sick husband. Or better yet, I'm not preparing to be a
widow at such a young age."
The sun was shining brightly outside, and the temperature was just right. That was not how it felt in the
office, however. The air in the office was stagnant and chilly.
After she said that, she regretted it a little and thought she was a little harsh.
Surprisingly, Tyler was not angry. He looked at her quietly for a few seconds before he finally took the
lunchbox.
He opened the lunchbox and noted how delicious the food looked.
Just as he was about to eat his lunch, he thought of something and looked at Vicky.
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