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.

her

going to fully cooperate with me when we have

divorce and regretted it right away. I'm learning

he chuckled. "Vicky Shaw, are you playing tricks with

him. "Our three-month contract isn't over yet. Everything I'm

his word

and could not be bothered to talk with

that moment, a series of knocks were

Knock, knock, knock!

"Come in," Tyler responded.

pushed the door

bet you haven't had your lunch.

on the sofa, and the smile on her face

'No wonder he didn't want

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