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."

Vicky asked, "Are you

a second and

and said, "Alright.

her dinner, Vicky went out walking like normal before she went back to her study to draw her design. At around 10 at night, she shut down her computer and went to

already half past ten. The sky was

only to find no texts or calls from Tyler. She paused a long while as she stared at his contact number, her finger hovering over his name,

husband and ask about him when he was still outside

tone was extremely clear

the

Vicky lowered her head.

to go to bed. It covered

cut off automatically, and Vicky did not call anymore. Several minutes later, however,

didn't hear my phone

"I was just calling to ask when you're coming

heading back

your dinner? Otherwise, I'll cook for

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