Loving You In Secret

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 Sparks?”

known Tyler for years and knew that despite playing around, he did not have many female friends, so she had not expected Tyler to act as though he had known Maria for a long

simply said, “Rest. This type of thing won’t

chapel with Tyler in a white wedding dress. He stared at

you won’t ever escape me.”

own. “You listen here, Tyler Hart. We’ll

the voices and scattered

until midnight, but he never returned home

cook every night and wait for

he returned,

he bother to spare her a single look in

her with bloodshot

hatred and malicious resentment as he tightened his grip around her neck. Slowly running out of breath, Vicky choked and sensed that

jolted away, and before her was a plain white

Vicky.” Someone approached her and asked, “Vicky, are you alright?”

on the

young, elegant–looking man whom Vicky did not

concluded that Vicky lost her

was in a car accident some time ago and lost

were involved

light–headed at the simple movement.

himself, “Vicky, my name is

pain. “I’m sorry, Vicky. I shouldn’t have

spinning, and she could not even

before her.

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Sebastian decided not to mention the past again and