Chapter 157

It was easy to act like a different person, but some things just could not be faked-especially a person's temperament.

Vicky grew up in an upper-class society. Even though she had lost her memory, she could differentiate the real and the fake with just one look.

Thinking of this, she said, "Maybe he wore this shirt very often, so the button became loose after a while.’

Cece thought and agreed, "Maybe."

After Vicky sewed the button back to the shirt, she ironed it nicely and hung it on the shelves so she could send it back to Mister Kirby next weekend. 1

When Vicky just arrived home at night, her phone rang. It was a call from Tyler.

"I'm busy tonight, so I won't make it back for dinner. Go ahead and eat; don't wait for me."

Vicky held her phone and said, "Okay."

"Alright, I'm hanging up."

hung up, Vicky asked, "Are you coming

a second

ask anymore and

Vicky went out walking like normal before she went back to her study to draw

the time she finished, it was already half past ten. The sky was already very dark, and Tyler

or calls from Tyler. She paused a long while as she stared at his contact number, her finger hovering over his name, before she decided

about him when he

was extremely clear when it

picked up the phone for a long

Vicky lowered her head.

hair was let loose as she was about to go to bed. It covered her face, thus her expression could

automatically, and Vicky did not call

my

"I was just calling to ask when you're

heading back

your dinner? Otherwise, I'll cook for

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