NovelApp
Chapter 699
Vicky picked up the crutch and fumbled out of bed. To avoid any pressure on her injured ankle, she hopped out with
one leg and moved extremely slowly.
Since Tyler lived alone, his apartment had three rooms in total and was decorated in a modern style.
Judging from the colors and decorations in the apartment, one would conclude that Tyler was a stern and boring
man. There were no paintings or plants-only what was necessary.
As she walked past the kitchen, she spotted Tyler cooking inside.
Tyler wore a spotless white shirt that accentuated his jadelike skin, with a slightly open collar and sleeves
meticulously rolled up with precision.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtDespite all the smoke in the kitchen, he exuded an innate elegance, moving with grace and poise, untainted by
earthly grime.
Vicky, too, came from a wealthy family, but compared to him, she felt rather plain..xo
As she watched him, Tyler seemed to sense something and lifted his head to look toward the door. "Why are you
here?"
The way he spoke sounded like he did not wish to see her, but she knew exactly what he meant and said, "I came
using the crutch. I didn't walk with my injured leg."
The dark expression on Tyler's face eased. "Go wait in the dining room."
"Okay."
As soon as she took her seat, Tyler stepped outside with food.
Vicky had taken care of Tyler for a time and knew that apart from being a germaphobe, he had high standards for
food.
She used to think that Tyler was being difficult but realized at this moment that Tyler had the right to be picky.
The dishes he made looked perfect and were way better than the food she made.
She took in the fragrance of the food, and the rumbling of her stomach intensified.
Tyler glanced at her. "You can go ahead and eat first."
"It's fine." Vicky knew better than to be rude. "I'll wait for you."
"You don't have to," he said. "I'm heading out soon."
"Again?"
"Yeah. To work."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmVicky realized that it was a weekday, and Tyler had already been forced to stay home until noon because of her.
Feeling guilty, she said, "I’m sorry for taking your time from work."
"I'm not sure what time I'll come home tonight, so eat up."
"Okay." She studied his slender frame and said, "You
skipped breakfast. If you skip lunch, too...that's bad for your stomach. I recall that you have a weak stomach..."
Her voice weakened toward the end as she remembered how much Tyler hated when others interfered with his life.
He stilled and turned to look at her with his brooding dark eyes.
"I'm sorry, I don't mean to intrude. I'm just worried about you..." she said frantically.
"Worried about me?" he repeated.
She nodded.
"Why?"
Why? Do... Do I need a reason for that?' she thought as she struggled to think of an answer.
Tyler saw right through her and said, "Just say it if you want me to serve you."
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