Loving You In Secret novel Chapter 694

After a long silence, Vicky asked, "Is it safe for me to head back to the dorm?"

"No. You won't even make it past the dorm's gate," Tyler said calmly.

Vicky's breath caught in her throat. "Um... What if I go to the airport and fly to another city now?"

Tyler glanced at the time. "You woke up a little too late, so that's probably not an option either."

"Late? What does that mean?"

"Later than Jonathan."

"How would you know?"

Tyler shot her an odd look as though he was wondering why she would ask such a foolish question. "The extraction of the bullet is a standard procedure. It's not that hard to figure out how long it takes."

Vicky felt belittled, and as she looked outside the window, realization dawned on her. "Did you injure them badly...to buy me time?"

Though Tyler wanted to help her, there was no reason for him to go as far as injuring the three severely as he himself would be in trouble as well.

Tyler did not deny it and kept his hands on the steering wheel, his gaze straight ahead and his voice calm. "I'd cross them as soon as I got involved. If that's the case, the degree of their injuries won't matter, and I might as well get them to stay down for a while longer."

Vicky turned to look at the man next to her.

The man's brooding features became obscure and indistinct under the fading streetlights, and she was captured by the sight.

Screech!

Followed by a sharp and piercing screech, the car shook.

Startled, Vicky looked out of the window and saw a row of black cars without license plates coming from the opposite side.

These cars had their high beams on and showed no signs of slowing down as they headed straight toward Tyler's car.

Vicky's eyes widened, and her heart skipped a beat.

Before she could register what was happening, more intensive shaking followed, and she realized that Tyler was bumping into the cars on purpose.

'He's crazy!' she gasped internally.

The people in the cars behind seemed to be provoked by Tyler's act, and two cars started bumping into the back of Tyler's car from two directions.

Vicky had just been discharged and had barely recovered, so she started gagging.

Tyler noticed this and said, "Don't puke on my car."

'... How can he still be a germaphobe in this kind of situation?' she thought.

"I can't... I can't take it anymore..." Vicky said weakly. "If you keep driving like this, I'm going to throw up."

Tyler scowled.