Loving You In Secret

Loving You In Secret By Debbie Meza Chapter 157

Loving You In Secret By Debbie Meza Chapter 157

Chapter 157

It was easy to act like a different person, but some things just could not be

faked-especially a person’s temperament.

Vicky grew up in an upper-class society. Even though she had lost her memory,

she could differentiate the real and the fake with just one look.

Thinking of this, she said, “Maybe he wore this shirt very often, so the button

became loose after a while.’

Cece thought and agreed, “Maybe.”

Enter title…

After Vicky sewed the button back to the shirt, she ironed it nicely and hung it on

the shelves so she could send it back to Mister Kirby next weekend. 1

When Vicky just arrived home at night, her phone rang. It was a call from Tyler.

“I’m busy tonight, so I won’t make it back for dinner. Go ahead and eat; don’t

wait for me.”

Vicky held her phone and said, “Okay.”

“Alright, I’m hanging up.”

Just before Tyler hung up, Vicky asked, “Are you coming back tonight?”

He paused for a second and answered, “Yes.”

Vicky did not ask anymore and said, “Alright. Continue what you’re doing.”

After her dinner, Vicky went out walking like normal before she went back to her

study to draw her design. At around 10 at night, she shut down her computer

and went to shower.

By the time she finished, it was already half past ten. The sky was already very

dark, and Tyler was not home yet.

Vicky picked up her phone to look at the screen, only to find no texts or calls

from Tyler. She paused a long while as she stared at his contact number, her

finger hovering over his name, before she decided to go through it and pressed

[Call],

As his wife, it was normal to call her husband and ask about him when he was

still outside late at night. Nevertheless, she hesitated.

Beep, beep, beep! The dial tone was extremely clear when it was a quiet night.

No one picked up the phone for a long time.

Vicky lowered her head.

Her hair was let loose as she was about to go to bed. It covered her face, thus

her expression could not be seen.

The phone got cut off automatically, and Vicky did not call anymore. Several

minutes later, however, her phone rang.

“I was busy and I didn’t hear my phone ring,” said Tyler, sounding evidently

tired.

“It’s alright,” replied Vicky, sounding normal. “I was just calling to ask when

you’re coming back.”

“I’m heading back now,” Tyler replied.

“Have you had your dinner? Otherwise, I’ll cook for you,” said Vicky.

“I had eaten,” Tyler said.

“Okay, then. I’ll wait for you to come back,” Vicky said.

After she hung up, she did not fall asleep immediately. Instead, she picked up a

book and continued reading where she left off. She thought Tyler would be back

very soon, seeing as he mentioned he would be back soon.

In the end, she waited until 12 that night, and Tyler was not back yet.

Sleepiness had gotten to Vicky when it was half past twelve, but just as she was

thinking of calling Tyler and asking his whereabouts, there was noise coming

from the sound.

Tyler was back.

There seemed to be a dark cloud over his head. Obviously, his day was not a

good one.

When Vicky wanted to say something, she suddenly smelled a faint sanitizer

aroma.

Maybe the way she looked at him was too direct.

As Tyler turned around to look, their eyes me