Chapter 17

Sheila was rushed to the hospital shortly after. Just as she was taken to the ward, she spotted a group of doctors wheeling someone on the bed out of the emergency room. With the doctors standing in the way, she could not see the patient’s face and only heard the doctors whispering to one another as she went past them.

“Have you managed to reach the patient’s family?”

“Not yet. She didn’t have that many contacts on her phone to begin with… We tried calling the person she called most recently, but no one has picked up so far.”

“Oh, dear. I pity her. She almost drowned to death, and she doesn’t even have a friend or a family member

with her…”

Sheila looked away carelessly.

Inside the ward, the doctor was treating Sheila’s wound when Tyler walked inside.

“How is she?” he asked.

“It’s just a scratch, so she’s alright. She should recover in a few days,” replied the doctor.

Tyler nodded.

Sheila looked at him longingly. “I’ve caused you trouble today, Tyler,” she muttered, her voice gentle and pleasant. “If it wasn’t for you, Miss Sparks wouldn’t have let me go that easily.”

Tyler remained expressionless. “It’s not your fault. Someone just decided to take it out on you.”

She was stunned for a moment but immediately realized what he meant by that. He had given his word and no one out there would dare to bully Sheila…or so it was supposed to be. It was clear that Maria was

determined to make Sheila suffer.

did you know…Miss

and knew that despite playing around, he did not have many female friends, so she had not expected Tyler to act as

said, “Rest. This type of thing

a long dream where she was standing in a chapel with Tyler in a white wedding dress. He stared at her darkly

won’t ever escape

veil, revealing the determination in her eyes as they met his own. “You listen here, Tyler Hart. We’ll never get a divorce

scattered memories

day of their wedding, she waited at home until midnight, but he never returned home and was seen with

she would cook every night and wait for

that he returned, they never

or their anniversary, nor did he bother to spare her a single look in the eye,

her surroundings changed, and the man was strangling her with bloodshot eyes. “Vicky Shaw, how dare you kill my child?!”

filled with hatred and malicious resentment as he tightened his grip around her neck. Slowly running out of breath,

and before her was a plain white

Someone approached her and asked,

blinked and slowly focused on the

a young, elegant–looking man whom Vicky

to have concluded that Vicky lost her memories from drowning and blurted out, “I’ll call for the doctor. Hang

she uttered hoarsely. “I was in a car accident some time ago and lost

“You were involved in a

nodded, feeling light–headed at the

introduced himself, “Vicky, my name is Sebastian Mills. We grew

face filled Sebastian’s heart with regret and pain. “I’m sorry, Vicky. I shouldn’t

spinning, and she

before her.

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to mention the past again and asked hesitantly,

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