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

for a

anymore and said, "Alright. Continue what

back to her study to draw her design. At around 10 at night,

she finished, it was already half past ten. The

look at the screen, 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, before she decided

normal to call her husband and ask about him when he

extremely

up the phone for

Vicky lowered her head.

hair was let loose as she was about to go to

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

and I didn't hear my

sounding normal. "I was just calling to ask when

back now,"

dinner? Otherwise, I'll cook for you," said

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