Loving You In Secret

Chapter 278

“You can get any type of woman you want with your status and power,” Vicky answered, gritting her teeth. “You can sleep with any woman you want. I don’t care.”

It made no difference to her if he was sleeping with Sheila or other women, especially when she had no control over him or the ability to end this marriage. At the very least, she did not have to satisfy his needs while enduring that disgusting scent on him.

“I can sleep with other women…” repeated Tyler. A sinister feeling crossed his eyes.

Suddenly, he tore apart Vicky’s clothes. “Like this?”

Vicky instinctively grabbed at her clothes. “Tyler! Have you gone mad?!” Belongs to © n0velDrama.Org.

“How generous Missus Hart is,” he said coldly as he used more force.

“Too bad…” he whispered into her ear, murmuring. ‘None of them satisfy me like Missus Hart.” 1

Vicky’s eyes widened in horror as she shrieked, “You’re a jerk!”

The response she got was a contemptuous laugh as he briskly carried her and entered the bedroom.

She struggled vehemently to free herself. As he looked at how unwilling and disgusted Vicky was, he said, “Missus Hart, do you know why I’m refusing to get a divorce for the time being?”

Refusing to get a divorce for the time being…

Vicky’s eyes dilated.

“If you behave nicely, I’ll probably let you go when I’m bored with you. But, if you continue to fight back…” He placed his mouth next to her ears and whispered, “It just triggers my desire to have you surrender. Maybe…you’ll have to spend the rest of your life fighting me.”

When Vicky woke up the next day, it was already later in the afternoon. The sun’s rays shone brightly into the room through the sheer white curtain.

Vicky sat on the bed with a painful headache. As always, Tyler was not around.

‘How could he treat me like this when I suggested having a marriage in name only…’

Subconsciously, she grasped the bedsheet under her tightly. She was gracious enough to suggest something so lowly as a bargain, yet he responded so…atrociously.

After sitting on the bed for a while, she was ready to get down to take a shower. As soon as her foot touched the floor, however, a piercing pain came from her ankle. She stumbled and fell.

When she looked at her sprained ankle, it was swollen and red. The sprain happened when she was surrounded by a group of reporters. After a night without getting treatment, it swole up like a golf ball.

Yet, Tyler disregarded her injury and kept on asking for more like the devil he was.

It took her great effort to finally stand up. After just a step, however, she fell again.

When she struggled to get up again, the pain spread from her ankle to her whole body and stopped at her heart. It made her body go limp.

The late afternoon sun was shining on her, but she did not feel any warmth. Instead, she felt like she was freezing at the north pole.

A lone tear fell from her eye and dropped on the clean carpet.