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Chapter 1369
It was already past 11 p.m. by the time Vicky and Tyler arrived home.
Tyler went to the bathroom to shower, and Vicky watched as he left before carefully pouring the prepared
medication into a glass of milk, gently shaking it to mix.
10 minutes later, Tyler emerged from the bathroom. Vicky approached him with the glass of milk. "Have a glass of
milk before bed; it helps with sleep."
Tyler looked at the milk in Vicky's hand and subtly furrowed his brow.
He did not like drinking milk but was swayed by her earnest gaze and took the glass. "I'll drink it later."
Normally, Tyler would have downed the milk in one go, so Vicky felt anxious about his sudden change of behavior.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe had not felt this tense for a long time except for when she first started to slip the medication into his food.
"What's wrong?" she asked calmly.
"I still have some work to do. I need to handle it in the study, " he replied.
"It's late now, and you still want to work?" She narrowed her eyes.
"Yeah, but it won't take too long." Tyler planted a gentle kiss on her forehead. "If you're tired, you can go to sleep."
After weeks of treatment, Tyler's anxiety had eased.
In the past, whenever he worked in the study, he would insist Vicky stay with him no matter how late it was. As of
late, however, he was willing to let her go to bed first when it was late.
Vicky glanced at the milk in his hand. "Why don't you drink the milk now?"
'Til drink it after I finish my work."
"You'll just forget about it later."
Caught red-handed, Tyler sighed with resignation. "I've been sleeping well lately. I don't need to drink milk every
day."
"That's because you've been drinking milk every day, so you should continue drinking it," Vicky said earnestly.
"Vicky, there's no scientific proof that suggests drinking milk helps with sleep."
"I poured this glass of milk for you myself." Vicky took the glass from his hand. "But if you don't want to drink it,
forget it."
"It's not that I don't want to drink it; I just want to drink it later." Tyler held her hand and downed the milk in one go."
Alright, I'll go work now."
After Tyler left the room, Vicky slumped onto the couch, feeling utterly drained.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe medicine prescribed by Isabella needed to be taken three times a day. Vicky could find ways to administer it in
the morning and at noon, but when Tyler returned home late from social gatherings, she could not think of any
other way except to pour him a glass of milk.
Unfortunately, Tyler despised drinking milk.
It was late at night and almost time to rest, so making tea or coffee for him would only raise suspicion. Left with no
option, she could only insist drinking milk helped improve sleep and give it to him every night.
However, deceiving Tyler-even with a well-intentioned lieleft Vicky feeling uneasy and anxious.
The next day, Vicky woke up early to prepare breakfast for Tyler.
Under her persistent protest and insistence that he eat the breakfast she made every day, Tyler finally caved and
allowed her to cook in the morning.
Vicky often prepared oatmeal with some side dishes, so she served the oatmeal and sprinkled the medication she
received from Isabella into the oatmeal.
Just then, she heard Tyler's voice from the door. "Vicky."
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