Loving You In Secret novel Chapter 1347

"Tyler would usually get really angry and irritated."

"Is he like that typically?"

"No. He doesn't get influenced by most things," replied Vicky.

"Have you brought up divorce numerous times throughout your marriage?" Isabella asked.

Vicky twitched, causing the water in her glass to spill as she muttered, "I lost count."

Isabella continued to make her notes and did not ask another question for a long while after that.

There was only the sound of her scrabbling away in the room. Sometime later, she looked up at Vicky. "Missus Hart, you may continue to describe the events after the car accident."

As Vicky recounted the events of Tyler standing in the rain on the rooftop and waking up with amnesia, Isabella's expression grew serious as she set her pen down.

Seeing her stop writing, Vicky's heart sank. "Doctor Yelmon, why did you stop taking notes?"

"Missus Hart, you are the most ruthless woman I have ever met," Isabella said, her face still.

Vicky lowered her head silently.

Isabella picked up the cup of water from the coffee table, took a sip, and apologized. "I'm sorry. I've lost my composure."

"You're right. It is my fault," Vicky replied.

Isabella looked at the young woman before her, whose face had turned as pale as a sheet, and sighed gently. "Mister Hart is about the same age as my younger brother, and he helped my family. In my heart... He's like a younger brother to me, so I suppose I have a biased perspective toward him. I hope you won't hold it against me, Missus Hart."

Isabella reassured her, "At your age, it's understandable to not fully understand how emotions work."

They soon returned to the topic at hand.

The morning passed as Vicky recounted past events with Isabella asking relevant questions.

When lunchtime arrived, Vicky invited Isabella to have lunch at the restaurant. However, Isabella declined, saying, "Ask your assistant to order lunch for us. I have some things to discuss in detail with you, Missus Hart, and it's not convenient to do so in public."

Isabella's refusal indicated that the situation was more complicated than Vicky had imagined.

She nodded and had Cece order two lunches. Meanwhile, Isabella organized the information she had written in her notebook.

Since she had recorded Tyler's condition five years ago, analyzing and summarizing his medical history was not too difficult for her.