Loving You In Secret

Loving You In Secret By Debbie Meza Chapter 5

The hallway was quiet and vacant where both Vicky and Tyler walked, with Vicky walking ahead.

The floor was covered with carpet, so there was no sound even when Vicky’s heels clicked against the floor. Nonetheless, her brow was scrunched tightly, and she looked uneasy.

As the tall man followed behind her, she could not fail to ignore the glaring look that fell onto her body, and this stressed her beyond relief.

She abruptly stopped walking and turned toward him, coincidentally looking into his deep, dark eyes in the process.

She raised her eyebrows. “Mister Hart, do you enjoy what you see?”

Tyler was not embarrassed about being caught staring at Vicky red-handed. His gaze did not shift to another place or wavered out of shyness; his eyes were as haughty as before and calm as always.

Majestic and elegant, as he was born with.

His thin lips moved, and a single word was uttered. “Ugly.”

Vicky found it so annoying that she was amused. “Then, why are you staring at me like you haven’t seen a woman before?”

Many of the party’s attendees looked at her with various emotions: contempt, malice, and agitation were among them. Nonetheless, the most uncomfortable look she received was from Tyler.

She wondered if she had the wrong impression that she vaguely sensed plunder and possession flashed by in his eyes when she unexpectedly looked back at him. When she tried to look closer, his eyes were as tranquil as a lake.

Tyler said calmly, “Missus Hart had worn such grotesque attire. Aren’t you trying to attract attention?”

Grotesque? She looked at the evening gown she was wearing. The claret evening gown suggested elegance and grace. The strapless design revealed her charming collarbone and slender neck. It also exhibited her curvy, slim figure.

on the evening gown, she recalled how Cece exclaimed, “Vicky, you’re definitely the most stunning and beautiful woman tonight, end of

looked grotesque? Was

Hart’s aesthetics and taste. Still, let me give you a word of advice: No matter how eager and keen you are, you should just wait for a few more days. I mean, it’s bad for you and Miss Young to appear in public together

something. “I heard that Miss Young is a public figure. If some righteous media company decides to shed some light about this to the public, her future

this. He walked forward and overshadowed her with his strong body. The air pressure seemingly

did…you just say?” Tyler

told her to take a few steps back as though there was

a harmless comment. Why was she able to

explain, a door not far from them opened. It broke

butler with gray hair walked out of the room. He saw them and smiled. “Sir, Missus, Senior Hart was

nodded and made a simple response before he moved toward the room. His lean,

…

aged, yet he seemed to be high-spirited. He was sitting on the chair enjoying his tea, and when he saw Tyler, a smile adorned his

gave his birthday present to his grandfather and said,

Hart accepted his present with a smile. When he saw Vicky, who was behind Tyler, his smile disappeared, and his eyes turned

then handed Senior Hart her birthday present for him. “Happy

reach out his hand to accept Vicky’s present. Instead, he looked at her with his aged, cloudy eyes

would say something to help her get out of this situation. Nonetheless, he pretended not to see it and stood emotionlessly, ignoring

she composed her

replied remotely, “Missus Hart, I can’t accept your present.

trace of doubt emerged in Vicky’s heart. What kind of heinous crime did she

to ask, “Grandpa, do

eyes. “Don’t you know the things you did in

just because I married into the Hart family?” Vicky closely monitored Senior Hart’s