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Loving You In Secret

Chapter 1484
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Chapter 1484

Tyler was exceptionally alert, so Vicky had to wait until he was out of the room before she dared to emerge. Peering

through the peephole, she watched as Tyler headed toward the study.

Does he have some work matters to attend to?' she wondered.

With this question in mind, Vicky stepped out of the bedroom as soon as he entered the study. She stood at the

entrance to the study for a few minutes, and when Tyler did not reappear, Vicky took a deep breath, turned the

doorknob, and entered.

The desk lamp cast a soft, dim glow. In the reflection of the light, the knife Tyler held glistened with a chilling sheen.

Vicky, who had just entered the study, was met with a shocking sight: Tyler was holding a knife and was making

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incisions into his own body. >

He was solely focused on the blade in his hand, so Vicky's sudden entrance caught him off-guard, and he seemed

stunned.

Vicky's eyes scanned the scene, and she instantly noticed the wounds on his body. Her eyes widened, and she

questioned sharply, "Tyler, what are you doing?!"

A flicker of panic passed through Tyler's eyes. He had considered the possibility that she might think he was

deranged for self-harming.

He tried to hide the knife, but before he could, Vicky swiftly walked forward. Without looking at the knife, she

forcefully tore open his shirt.

An intricate web of scars covered his chest, most of them already scabbed over, and the wounds were not

particularly deep. Still, they appeared overwhelmingly distressing.

"Why?” Vicky trembled. Looking into Tyler's eyes, her gaze was infused with emotions he could not decipher.

Tyler lowered his gaze and remained silent.

Furious, she repeated, "Tell me, Tyler. Why are you doing this?!"

Each time she believed he was changing for the better, reality would prove her wrong. She never imagined he

would resort to self-harm.

After a moment of silence, Tyler spoke. "It's a form of punishment." He looked at her, histone calm and steady. "I

won't allow anyone to hurt you, including myself."

Vicky was taken aback, her rising anger instantly extinguished. "You... You didn't have to do this."

Staring at the scars before her, tears welled up in her eyes.

It had been a long time since she last cried.

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Witnessing her tears, the calmness in Tyler's gaze instantly vanished.

Instinctively, he wiped away her tears. "Don't cry."

Her tears fell upon his fingertips, and they felt almost scorching to his skin.

Unable to help himself, he reached out and pulled her into his arms.

Her body slammed into his wounds, but instead of pain, he felt oddly satisfied. The more physical pain he was put

under, the better he felt.

Sensing she was pressing against his wounds, Vicky jolted in shock and tried to push him away. "Tyler, let go!"

Tyler tightened his arms around her and muttered, "I'm sorry, Vicky, but I can't let you go."

Even if he knew his presence itself caused her pain and that he would end up in pain, he refused to let go.

"Tyler, just give up... This relationship will never work."