Chapter 1485

"No way."

Unable to summon the strength to push him away, Vicky closed her eyes and leaned helplessly against his chest. The scent of blood filled her nose, and she felt devastated like she never did before.

The night was quiet and peaceful.

Vicky looked up at Tyler after tending to his wounds. "Tyler..."

"It doesn't hurt," he said. "I knew what I was doing."

Vicky's lips curled into a cold sneer. "Am I supposed to compliment you on your great skills with knives?"

"..." Tyler fell into silence.

"I'm tired of this." She looked down. "Tyler, I can't accept living with a man who tortures me when he loses control and mutilates himself when he's sober."

Tyler's heart sank.

"Let's just-"

he

with malevolence and ferocity. As he looked into her eyes, he pronounced every word with

entertain the idea of

intensity, Vicky paled

that he had forgotten, once again,

expression eased. "Vicky,

on a softer, more alluring tone. The gaze he directed at her intentionally adopted a gentler

deep down, what kind of man she

pretending and wanted to

Vicky wavered, and

he could don

me. I’ll change. I promise." He reached out to grab her hand and continued,

close to

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