Loving You In Secret novel Chapter 1187

The person did not answer her question directly and instead asked, [Have you ever thought of marrying Tyler?]

Vicky jolted, dumbfounded by the suggestion. [Never.]

There was another long pause until over half an hour later when the person replied. [Do you want to marry him?]

Vicky firmly replied. [No.]

[Why not?]

Vicky did not want to mention her past with Tyler and simply explained, [Tyler considers me his enemy. If I marry him, I will die a horrible death.]

[The Shaws have gone bankrupt and moved away. Harvey Sparks was in prison and is no longer in Stoneford City. You have no one to rely on. Forget Tyler—you can't even defend yourself from other bullies. Are you willing to keep living like this?] The person continued.

Vicky's gaze flickered as she did not want to continue living such a pathetic life, but as the mysterious man said, she was helpless and could not defend herself.

Just then, the person sent another message. [By becoming Missus Hart, you won't have to live like this anymore, nor will you be subjected to others' humiliations. Tyler won't be able to harm you to the extreme as well. For you, it's undoubtedly the most suitable choice at the moment.]

Vicky instinctively refused the idea. [He already has a girlfriend, and they're about to get married.]

[So you want them to live happily ever after while you suffer?]

[I disgust him. He won't marry me, and one can never force love.] Vicky replied.

[He treated you unjustly, yet you still want to consider his well-being?]

Vicky fell silent.

Tyler had gone too far, and it would be foolish to forgive and accept him.

The next day, as per the mysterious person's instructions, Vicky went to the hospital early in the morning.

The nurse had been arranged in advance by the mysterious person to politely draw blood from Vicky and asked her to wait outside.

Vicky did not know why the nurse had drawn her blood and waited dazedly, wondering if there was something melodramatic about her background that she did not know of, when a familiar voice suddenly reached her ears.

"Tyler, I was just suffering from low blood sugar and fainted. It's nothing serious. There's no need to come to the hospital for a check-up."

"No, I insist." A man's pleasant, melodious voice rose. "Get checked. I won't be at ease otherwise."

"Tyler, you're making a big fuss over nothing." The woman's voice sounded resigned but joyful at the same time.

Vicky lifted her head and paled when she saw two figures approaching with elegance and grace.