Loving You In Secret

Chapter 744

Chapter 744

Tyler stared at Vicky with his dark eyes.

Vicky’s heart raced, and she instinctively looked away.

He grabbed her wrist and pulled the door by the passenger’s seat open. “Get in,” he said before shoving her inside.

“…” Vicky knew better than to act hysterically in public, so she did not struggle.

Tyler drove to a certain restaurant. Once they entered a private room, the waiter brought them the menu.

Vicky flipped through the pages and realized it had been a long time since she had a meal with Tyler alone ever since Gloria returned.

The thought depleted her appetite, so she ordered a salad and handed the menu back. “That’ll be all,” she said.

Tyler, who was reading the menu, looked up. “That’s it?”

“Yeah.”

“Are you a cat or something?” He paused and corrected himself, “Even a cat eats more than you do.”

“…”

Vicky was so frustrated by Tyler that she could barely eat, but she did not want to waste time explaining herself to Tyler. “I’m on a diet. I don’t want to eat too much.”

He glanced at her and mocked, “A flat-chested woman like you are going on a diet? Do you aspire to become a skeleton?”

Her breath caught in her chest as his words reminded her of the memories she recently recovered.

He used to mock her in a similar tone, saying that he was interested in her; it was shortly after that that he got drunk and attacked her.

“If my figure bothers you so much, don’t go to sleep every night with a skeleton in your arms, then,” she said coldly.

Ever since Tyler started spending nights at home, he returned to his animalistic ways.

It was bad enough that he only had the urge to satisfy his lust in mind; he would hold onto her in sleep so tightly that it was hard to breathe.

She tried to escape his restraints but never succeeded, so she eventually gave up. Nonetheless, she refused to put up with him for mocking her figure.

Tyler stared at her and said, “It’s precisely because I don’t want to hold a skeleton in my arms at night that I’m reminding you that your figure isn’t offering me much comfort lately.”

Vicky clenched her fists. “Then don’t lay your hands on me!”

“Why did I marry you, then? So that I can put you on a shelf to admire like some kind of trophy?”

Vicky wanted to argue, but she noticed that the waiter was trying his best to suppress his laughter. Fearing that Tyler might run his mouth and say something ridiculous again, she looked away and ignored Tyler.

Tyler did not tease her any further and simply proceeded to place a few orders of Vicky’s favorite dishes.

After the waiter was gone, Vicky said sarcastically, “How kind of you to remember the preference of so many people, Mister Hart.”

Vicky intercepted the dinner date between Gloria and Tyler before, and at the time, Tyler managed to place an order according to Gloria’s preference as well.

Vicky remembered how Gloria’s irritation melted away at that moment.

Though Tyler was doing the same thing to her, Vicky did not feel moved and was only amused by his ability to remember multiple women’s preferences.

Tyler lifted an eyebrow and looked at Vicky. “Are you jealous?”

She smiled. “No. I’m impressed by your memory. It’d be horrible if you accidentally mix things up.”

Though there was a smile on her face, her tone remained sarcastic.

Tyler was not provoked and instead smiled in response. “Don’t worry. I have great memories, so I won’t mix things up.”