Loving You In Secret

Chapter 13

“Vicky Shaw, what makes you think I’d get into a fight with the Larson family because of an insignificant assistant?” sneered Tyler Hart.

An insignificant assistant? Cece, insignificant? She knew it was she who was insignificant.

Gazing at Tyler, she stared at his angular side face with a perfect jawline and spoke in a low voice, “Tyler, please, I beg you. Please, help me just this one time… Please.”

Tyler, however, said nothing, which meant he refused. Vicky balled her fists so tightly that her fingers dug into her palms. Still, she could not feel the pain. Her chest felt stuffy and heavy as though a giant stone was pressing onto her.

The conversation ceased at that moment.

Vicky stared out of the window. She knew even if she knelt to beg him, he would not help her.

…

The next day, Vicky went to visit Sheila Young in the hospital once more. At this moment, Sasha was talking to Sheila about everything that happened, albeit with more embellishments. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“Sheila, you can’t imagine how humiliating it was for Vicky when she waited in the lobby. The two front desk women didn’t recognize her and thought she was a sl*t who wanted to seduce Tyler! Haha! She’s even worse than a dog being Tyler’s wife!”

Sheila leaned on the bedhead, her long hair resting at the sides of her pale face as she peeled the apple quietly.

“I heard Cece offended the Larson family. Vicky begged Tyler to help her bail Cece out, but Tyler ignored her totally. Director Jones who harassed you yesterday wasn’t an easy person to deal with, but Tyler didn’t even hesitate to suspend him. Now, everyone knows you’re his woman. Those people will never dare to bully you ever again!”

Sasha basked in self-gratification the more she talked as though she was Sheila.

“I think Tyler is about to divorce Vicky.”

Sheila’s hand paused, and the apple peel was cut off by her.

Just then, someone knocked on the door, and Vicky subsequently entered the ward with a fruit basket.

“Miss Young, are you feeling better today?”

Sasha’s expression changed when she saw Vicky. Pointing at Vicky, she shouted arrogantly, “Vicky Shaw! What are you doing here?”

Vicky ignored Sasha and talked to Sheila instead. “Miss Young, can we have a word privately?”

Before Sheila could even answer, Sasha’s shrill voice interjected her, saying, “Sheila, she knew you were in trouble and stopped Tyler from leaving. She purposely delayed Tyler from rescuing you. She’s definitely up to no good, coming here today. You shouldn’t be alone with this cruel woman. She’s probably here to hurt you!”

Sheila’s brow furrowed at this. “Miss Shaw, what is it that you can’t say now?”

Vicky replied, “It’s about Tyler.”

When Tyler’s name was mentioned, Sheila’s pupils flashed. She lifted her head and said, “Sasha, can you please give us the room for a while?”

Sasha’s expression changed. “No. What if this woman tries to do something bad to you—”

“Sasha,” interjected Sheila. “Go out, please.”

…

In the VIP ward.

Sheila looked at Vicky with a curious look. “Miss Shaw, what is it that you have to tell me today?”

Vicky, not beating around the bush, instantly replied, “I think you’ve heard about what happened during Senior Hart’s birthday party. Cece is now in jail because she was charged with intentional harming. I can’t bail her out.”

“I did hear about this before, but…the Larson family is very powerful. I’m afraid there’s nothing I can do to help Miss Lynn.” Sheila looked at Vicky and added, “You should go look for Tyler. He has a good relationship with the Larson family. It’ll be easier if he’s the one helping.”

“He refused to help me.” Vicky looked indifferent. “He thinks it wasn’t worth it offending the Larson family because of me.”

“Are you thinking of asking me to request Tyler to help you?”

Vicky nodded. “That’s right.”

Sheila furrowed her brow. “Even if I do, Tyler might not listen to me too.”

Vicky looked into Sheila’s eyes. “If you’re willing to help, I’ll agree to get a divorce with him immediately.”

This offer shocked Sheila, and she looked to be in sheer disbelief. “You’re…divorcing him?”

Sheila’s reaction showed how much Vicky tried not to end up in a divorce with Tyler.

Vicky said, “Yes.”

“And Tyler agreed to it?”

Vicky was puzzled by Sheila’s question, but she did not think too much. “Yes.”

Sheila lowered her head. Her long hair covered her cheeks, and none could see her expression.

Vicky continued, “Because of my interference, you two couldn’t be together. After so many years, it seems like you’re not looking for a boyfriend, and I think you have a hard time forgetting Tyler. Now, both of you have the opportunity to be together again. It’s a waste if you miss this opportunity.”

She paused and said, “I’ve temporarily lost my memory, and I’m not going to make it difficult for him to get a divorce. Who knows? One day, I may get my memory back, and I’ll turn back into the old me— willing to do anything to maintain my marriage and stop you two from being together. When the time comes, it won’t be so easy if you want to be together with Tyler.

“Miss Young, you’re a smart woman. Surely you know opportunity awaits for no one.”

Finally, Sheila lifted her head, and a complex look was in her eyes. “I think you really lost your memory.”

The change of topic stunned Vicky, and she did not know how to respond. A few seconds later, she regained her senses. “Miss Young, about my proposition…”

“I’m sorry,” interjected Vicky curtly, “but I can’t agree to your proposition.”

Once again, Vicky was stunned.

Unlike Sasha, Sheila was a smart woman. She took her time slowly to progress and was good at judging the situation. Although Vicky was reluctant to admit it, she had to give it to Tyler—he had good taste.

Such a good opportunity was offered to Sheila. All she needed to do was make a request to Tyler, and she could be with Tyler for the rest of her life. Why did she reject it?

Just as Vicky was about to ask this, the door opened.

Tyler walked into the ward and spoke, his voice rather ruthless, “Vicky, what are you going to do to Sheila?”