Loving You In Secret

Loving You In Secret By Debbie Meza Chapter 44

Loving You In Secret By Debbie Meza Chapter 44

Chapter 44

Vicky did not deny Tyler’s question. “Last night, your stomach condition flared up.

You can’t continue destroying your body this way. Since you always forget to eat,

I’ll bring you food on time.”

Then, Vicky opened the lunch box. “I’ve learned a few dishes that are good for the

stomach. Try and see if you like them.”

Although Tyler’s character was rather aloof, that did not mean he was

unsympathetic.

Vicky must have been busy the entire morning to have prepared lunch and

brought it for him.

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He picked up his utensils when he suddenly thought of something. He asked,

“Have you eaten?”

“I’ll eat when I head back.”

Tyler furrowed his brow and made an internal call.

“Send some food up.” Then, he ordered a few of the dishes that Vicky liked to eat.

Looking at Tyler’s natural and unhesitant way of speaking, a strange feeling

blossomed in her heart.

After hanging up, Tyler realized that Vicky was looking at him with a strange look,

and his gaze darkened.” What is it?”

“How do you know what I like to eat?”

His gaze darkened further. “Is that strange?”

Vicky nodded. “Very much so.”

Tyler calmly offered an explanation, “We’ve been eating dinner together a lot

recently. Wouldn’t it be normal that I know about what you like?”

“But…” Vicky looked at him. “There are some dishes that I’ve never made before.”

“Vicky.” Tyler did not have much of an expression. “In the past, even if I rarely

returned home, that doesn’t mean that I never did. That also doesn’t mean that

we’ve never had a meal together before.”

Vicky was speechless. She almost forgot that they were married for almost three

years. Knowing her likes and dislikes was not considered anything strange.

Moreover, Tyler was not blind. A man like him who was great in business and

wanted to understand another person would find this almost second nature to

him.

The things that he did not know were only because he did not want to understand.

After lunch, Vicky did not stay for long and left soon after.

However, at six in the evening, there was a knock on Tyler’s office door once

more.

Tyler thought that it was Harry sending documents over, thus calmly said, “Enter,”

when someone pushed

the door in.

An intricate lunchbox, whose style did not fit in with the office, appeared on his

desk.

Tyler lifted his head.

Vicky greeted him. “Mister Hart, I brought you food once more.”

Traveling from home to Hart Corporation would take about 40 minutes. A trip to

and fro would be more than

an hour and a half.

Tyler looked at the lunch box on his desk. His gaze moved a little. “You made

them on your own again?”

Vicky nodded and the moment she opened the lunch box, the aroma of food

wafted out of the box. It looked delicious too.

Tyler looked at Vicky once more. His handsome face had an ambiguous smile.

“You spent your whole day on me, making me food, then bringing it to me. Don’t

you find it troublesome?”

“I haven’t started work yet, so I have a lot of time. I’m not doing anything

anyway,” Vicky said with a smile. I’ll soon be busy, too. I’m afraid I won’t have the

time to bring you food. Also…”

Tyler raised his eyebrow and looked at her silently.

Vicky blinked. “In this way, I can show my sincerity, and I could win you over

easier.”