Vicky looked up at Tyler and answered, “Because…I’m your wife?”

Tyler laughed. “Wrong. It’s because I’m still useful to them.”

“How are you still useful to them?” asked Vicky with a puzzled expression on her face.

“I can help their adopted son to successfully get the position of being the heir to the entire Hart family’s fortune.”

Vicky was a little taken aback. “They want you to help him? But aren’t you their real kid…?”

“So what?” Tyler asked back indifferently.

Vicky fell silent.

Tyler was right—what did it matter that he was their biological child? He had long been labeled as the ‘rebellious one’, and it was all because of her. If she was not in his life, he would not have been hated by his parents nor would he have to suffer through so much torture.

made Vicky feel as if a giant boulder was pressing against her chest

continue the conversation, neither

of being locked up for so long—was feverish. The emotional shock of seeing Tyler had subsided,

he hugged her tighter. Instinctively, Vicky began to struggle even though she had no energy left. Her resistance made Tyler’s eyes darken because he realized she would only be nice when she needed

married couple does, so why are you still acting like we

dirty…and I’m worried that

up in a dirty and cold basement for the past several days without a chance to shower, and only god knew what bugs

been a clean freak, so she was afraid

her

would always want to present her best side to the man they loved. Therefore, Vicky could not imagine just how unkempt and unsightly she must have looked at the moment. Even though they were husband and wife, she was still embarrassed to have

lowered her eyes to avert his gaze, thinking that as long as she did not look at him, she could pretend he

is how it must be,’ she thought in a

Vicky’s evasive behavior made

at the fact that I was the

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