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."

on his face

Vicky left the room.

about to head for his shower, his phone rang. He answered the

now, we can't find where he is, but we can confirm he's

It

his assumption, "It's most likely you're the one he's after. He's just using Miss Young to suppress you. I asked Maggie, Miss Young's manager, and she said she was lucky

and looked out at the night sky. He said nothing for a long time until

face showed up on the window. After a while,

"Yes, sir."

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

yet every time she did, she would still blush as memories of not-so-innocent moments washed over her. To

digest oily food at night, so I made you soup. It's good to

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