Chapter 1482

Tyler was so swift that Vicky could not stop him.

Blood tainted his white shirt, and she froze.

Tyler glanced at her and raised his arm to stab himself again.

Vicky's eyes widened. "Tyler, stop it!"

Still, the blade cut into his flash once again.

Right before Tyler could stab himself the third time, Vicky finally managed to catch his arm.

"Tyler Hart, what do you think you're doing?!’ she hissed, glaring at him with bloodshot eyes. "Do you really think you can make me forgive you by torturing yourself?" Her fingers tightened around his arm as she trembled. "I won't forgive you; this will only make me hate you more!"

Tyler studied her face calmly. "Vicky, this isn't to make you forgive me."

Vicky felt disoriented and questioned sharply, "What is it, then?" Her chest heaved rapidly, her breathing erratic, and her words disjointed. "Tyler Hart, when did you stoop to using such despicable methods?!"

flowed along the edge of the blade and dripped

furious that her head spun. Everything seemed

and reached out to steady her. "Are

eyes briefly, her mind filled with the sight of

"Please just

this way. Looking at the knife in his hand, he suddenly realized she disliked

discarded the knife, his voice subdued. "I'm sorry. I frightened

was as pale as

"Let's bandage it first."

wielded the

did not tend to Tyler's wound. Instead, she

through Tyler's eyes as he thought to himself, 'So she isn't

not spared him more than a glance as if she was straining to restrain her impatience. Indeed, she had not forgiven him for his past

not want to

attempt to rationalize the situation, the pervasive sense of disappointment and heartache

caught a glimpse of Tyler as he slowly applied the ointment. He proceeded just as calmly and unhurriedly

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