CHAPTER 93

Vicky had spent enough time with Tyler to know what he was thinking. Thus, with a smile, she took out a piece of cake from the lunch bag. “This is my lunch.”

A small cake that was not even bigger than a palm.

Tyler frowned. “Are you so poor that you can’t afford to buy lunch?”

“I ate too much for breakfast, so I don’t feel like eating too much for lunch.” Vicky tore the packaging. “I think I’m going to get hungry quite early tonight.

Why don’t you get off work earlier and we can have an early dinner?”

Tyler looked at her. “So that’s what you’re after?”

“Yes,” Vicky nodded, admitting to it. “You don’t want a disabled wife, do you? Come home early for dinner. You’ll be good, and I’ll be good. It’s a winwin situation, and everyone is happy.” This material belongs to .

“Vicky, I can look for a new wife if you’re disabled,” Tyler replied.

Her words were unclear with cake in her mouth

going to fully cooperate with me when we have a divorce,”

also said you didn’t want a divorce and regretted it right

he chuckled. “Vicky Shaw, are you playing tricks with

contract isn’t over yet. Everything I’m doing is

his word and is instead breaking

was speechless and could not be bothered to talk

moment, a series of knocks were heard on Tyler’s

Knock, knock, knock!

“Come in,” Tyler responded.

the

bet you haven’t had your lunch. I cooked your favorite food for

and

at Vicky and thought, ‘No wonder he didn’t want to eat the food I bought. He’s expecting someone else to bring food

Tyler, meanwhile, was surprised to see Sheila showing up. “Why are you here?”

“I had a small accident when I was shooting yesterday, so I went to the hospital.” Sheila’s eyes twinkled. “Coincidentally, I saw you and your assistant, but you both left before I could greet you.” 1

She unintentionally gave Vicky a look and continued, “I asked the doctor, and he said you were having an episode with your stomach again. I thought you might not be eating on time again lately, so I made you some food that’s good for your stomach.”

Vicky’s eyes wavered when she heard what Sheila said. She asked unconsciously, “Your stomach was not well again?”

Tyler said nothing.

Sheila smiled subtly. “I thought you were aware that Tyler’s stomach wasn’t well so you brought food to him. I didn’t know you didn’t even know he was admitted to the hospital.”

She looked at Vicky. “Miss Shaw, as your husband, Tyler was there to take care of you when you were admitted to the hospital because you fell into the water and got hurt. As his wife, couldn’t you even take care of him when his stomach wasn’t well?”

Sheila’s expression and tone were gentle and yet, the look in her eyes was sharp like a needle. Her words were condemning and criticizing too.

Vicky blinked her eyes and responded.