Loving You In Secret novel 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. She 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?"

"I'll drink it after I finish my work."

"You'll just forget about it later."

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 lie—left Vicky feeling uneasy and anxious.

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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."