Loving You In Secret novel Chapter 1087

Vicky was stunned in disbelief at the fact that Tyler actually compromised and wondered if he would return to her room in a while.

The door to her bedroom closed, and silence loomed over the space once again.

Vicky remained seated on the bed for a long while after that, but there were no other noises, indicating that Tyler was truly gone.

...

The next day, after finishing her morning routine, Vicky went to Lincoln's room.

Lincoln was already awake and smiled as she entered. "Vicky, did you rest well yesterday?"

Vicky absentmindedly nodded. "I'm fine."

In truth, she did not sleep too well.

After Tyler left last night, she could not fall asleep, worrying that he might come into her room under the influence of alcohol. However, her worries were unfounded as the night remained peaceful.

Naturally, Vicky did not mention any of this to Lincoln and asked, "Since you're injured, it's best to eat something light. Do you have any dietary restrictions? I'll inform the kitchen."

Lincoln pondered for a moment and replied, "I don't have any dietary restrictions, but..."

"But what?"

Lincoln raised his head and asked in a low voice, "Do I have the honor of tasting something you cook yourself?"

It was not a difficult request, so Vicky nodded. "No problem. I don't know your taste preferences and likes, though, so I'm afraid the dishes I make might not meet your expectations."

The chefs in the estate were brought over from Molivia by Old Mister Hart. After living in Molivia for so many years, their culinary preferences would no doubt differ from those in Zendonia.

Lincoln smiled and said, "It's okay. I'll like anything you make."

Vicky could not be bothered by Tyler's remarks and started rinsing the vegetables.

Tyler's expression became even more gloomy in response to her silence, and he walked up to Vicky. "Vicky, don't tell me you're cooking for him?"

Vicky remained expressionless and said, "Can you please move aside? You're distracting me."

"Vicky, I didn't give you freedom just so you can flirt around and strengthen your bond with other men."

Vicky paused and looked up at Tyler. "Freedom? Are you implying that the fact that I'm not currently imprisoned by you is a result of your merciful nature? I should be grateful and appreciative—is that it?" Vicky's tone turned icy. "Is this freedom truly given by you? If I'm not living here right now, you would've taken me away in an instant. I guess what you said last night didn't count, right? After all, you were drunk and don't remember anything."

Vicky's voice and gaze were filled with irony, showcasing her complete lack of trust in him, and Tyler grew increasingly irritated.

"I haven't forgotten," he said with a stern expression. "But that doesn't mean I allow you to get close to other men and develop feelings for them."

Vicky was tired of all the harsh and demeaning words out of his mouth.