Chapter 153

Vicky put down the book in her hand and asked, "What's wrong? Is Miss Young's condition...terrible?"

Tyler took off his jacket and replied, "She’s still alright."

The topic ended with those words. He did not seem like he wanted to talk about it.

Vicky stayed silent for a few seconds and asked, "Have you had dinner?"

He paused. It was only at this moment he recalled dinner. "No."

Vicky got out of bed. "You didn’t have your lunch and dinner... If you keep this up, your stomach condition will worsen."

She looked at his handsome, indifferent face. "Go ahead and take your shower. I'll cook supper for you."

at Vicky's sweet, endearing face, the seriousness on his face disappeared a little.

Vicky left the room.

shower, his phone rang. He answered the phone with a very

find where he is,

It

asked Maggie, Miss Young's manager,

at the night sky. He said nothing for a long time until Harry could not help but asked, "Mister Hart, what do

heartless face showed up on the window. After a while, he said, "Send some people over to watch over her day and

"Yes, sir."

the towel to cover his lower body. His hair was still wet, and water was dripping down his perfectly curved, toned muscle

every time she did, she would still blush as memories of not-so-innocent moments washed over her. To cover up her flustered state, she placed the supper on the coffee

I made you soup. It's good to warm up your body,

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