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Loving You In Secret

Chapter 873
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“You…” Vicky did not even have the chance to get the rest of her words out before Tyler kissed her aggressively.

Vicky’s eyes widened in shock. She wanted to tell him to stop, but all of her words had been forced back into her

throat by Tyler to the extent she could not even make a peep.

At first, she still put up a fight, wanting to push him away. However, not long after, she gave in to his kiss. She no

longer struggled or resisted. Instead, she let Tyler do whatever he wanted to her, and the two of them devolved into

an interlude of tongue and moans and sweat and hands.

Harry—who was driving the car—broke out in cold sweat. The gas pedal was pressed to the limit, and because they

came in a hurry, the car they had chosen did not have a privacy glass partition that separated the front and back

seats of the car.

Tyler was totally out of control as if he wanted nothing more than to devour Vicky then and there.

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‘Please don’t. Please don’t. Please don’t.’ Harry repeated the same phrase mentally. He knew how possessive Tyler

could be, and he was sure Tyler would gouge out his eyes if he even saw as much as a little of Vicky’s skin.

Harry had not forgotten how harshly Tyler dealt with the guy who lusted over Vicky. Tyler would rain down his

revenge on any guy who so much as glanced at Vicky covetously. In fact, Noah—still lying in the hospital—was the

best example of just how Tyler would go to keep any man from looking at Vicky.

How did Harry know all this? Well, he was the one who carried out Tyler’s order.

Just when he was thinking about abandoning the car, Tyler finally stopped what he was doing.

Tyler’s chest heaved unsteadily, and his breathing was erratic. The way he looked at Vicky made his eyes seem

ablaze with undisguised aggressiveness and possessiveness.

Vicky knew that look very well. After all, that was how he always looked at her during the year he kept her

imprisoned in the room. Even though she loved him very much then, she nonetheless felt only horror at being

stared at all the time.

At that time, she desperately wanted to run from him, so she had no choice but to lie to him. Unfortunately, her

plan to escape failed. What was even worse was that he lost his trust in her after that and began to watch her more

closely. His mood became even more volatile, and his attitude toward her became stranger.

Sometimes, she would wake up in the middle of the night and find that he was still wide awake. He would simply be

sitting beside her bed, watching her closely. The look in his eyes terrified her so much that she found it hard to

breathe sometimes.

More than once, she suspected that she had crossed a psychopath who knew how to disguise himself well.

However, after she heard what the maid told her, Vicky finally understood how Tyler came to be how he was.

He did not tell her anything at the time, but for over the 20 years he was alive, he did not receive any warmth or

care. This resulted in a loneliness in him that could not be easily cured.

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In the beginning, his adoptive parents deliberately alienated him, and when he grew up, he was so used to being

alone that he refused all those who tried to get closer to him. Vicky was the only person who successfully knocked

down all the walls he built around himself; the only one who gave him warmth and care.

Tyler was like the drifter at sea, Vicky the island. He was the darkness, and she the light. Anyone would have

grabbed onto the only lifeline in their lives.

Vicky’s heart ached for him. Regret filled her very core while she mentally berated herself for treating him badly in

the past.

She leaned against his strong chest and said softly, “I’m sorry.”

Tyler’s attention was glued to her luscious red lips, but he shifted his gaze to her eyes when he heard her

apologizing to him.

“Why are you saying sorry to me?” he asked in that husky voice of his.

Vicky looked deeply into his eyes and said, “I’m sorry for not knowing any better back then.”

Tyler’s eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice became deeper. “You remember everything?”

That question sobered up Vicky instantly; she felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured onto her head. Her

memory had been manipulated by Tyler as if he did not want her to remember the past