Chapter 93

Vicky had spent enough time with Tyler to know what he was thinking. Thus, with a smile, she took out a piece of cake from the lunch bag. "This is my lunch."

A small cake that was not even bigger than a palm.

Tyler frowned. "Are you so poor that you can't afford to buy lunch?"

"I ate too much for breakfast, so I don't feel like eating too much for lunch." Vicky tore the packaging. "I think I'm going to get hungry quite early tonight.

Why don't you get off work earlier and we can have an early dinner?"

Tyler looked at her. "So that's what you're after?"

"Yes," Vicky nodded, admitting to it. "You don't want a disabled wife, do you? Come home early for dinner. You'll be good, and I'll be good. It's a winwin situation, and everyone is happy."

"Vicky, I can look for a new wife if you're disabled," Tyler replied.

fork to scoop the cake. Her words were unclear with cake in her mouth as she replied, "I'm not agreeing to the divorce. You can't get

with me when we

you didn't want a divorce and regretted it right away. I'm learning it from you," retorted

he chuckled. "Vicky

"Our three-month contract isn't over yet. Everything I'm doing is reasonable. On the contrary, the

Corporation is the one not keeping his word and is

could not be

series of knocks

Knock, knock, knock!

"Come in," Tyler responded.

pushed the

I bet you haven't had your lunch. I cooked

and the smile

at Vicky and thought, 'No wonder he didn't want to eat the food I bought. He's expecting someone else to bring food

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