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."

up, Vicky asked,

for a

and said, "Alright.

dinner, Vicky went out walking like normal before she went back to her study to draw her design. At

time she finished, it was already half past ten. The sky was

long while as she stared at his contact number, her finger hovering over his name, before she decided to go through

husband and ask about him when he was still outside

tone was extremely clear

the phone

Vicky lowered her head.

as she was about to go to bed. It covered her face, thus her

phone got cut off automatically, and Vicky did not call anymore.

didn't hear my phone

"I was just calling to ask when

heading back now,"

dinner? Otherwise,

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