Loving You In Secret (Vicky and Tyler)

Chapter 42
Tyler glanced at her and sat by the dining table to quietly eat his breakfast.
In the following days, Vicky would get up earlier in the morning to prepare breakfast for Tyler and would also cook dinner at night. She tried her best
to be an eligible and great wife.
That day, Tyler worked late. When he returned home, it was already slightly past midnight.
He pushed open the door to the bedroom and was surprised to find that the lights in the bedroom were still
1. on.
Vicky had a routine. She would usually go to bed by 10.30 p.m.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Vicky, who was by the bed reading, smiled at the man who just returned home. “You’re back.”
Tyler looked at her. “Why aren’t you asleep?”
“Waiting for you, of course.”
“Didn’t I say you could sleep first?”
On days when Tyler could not return home to have dinner, he would tell Vicky in advance to not wait for him. He knew he was going to work very late

that day, so he told Vicky beforehand that she could go to bed first.
The warm glow of the lights on the wall shone on Vicky’s quiet and pleasant face. Under such lights, she looked indescribably gentle.
Under such lights, even her voice sounded extremely gentle. “You didn’t say that you did not want to return, so I wanted to wait for you to return
before sleeping.”
Tyler slowly took off his jacket and said calmly, “I might be working late for the next few days, so you don’t have to stay up for me next time. You can
go to bed first.”
“It’s fine. I want to wait for you.”
Tyler’s action paused for a while. “Don’t you usually go to bed right on time? You’ve been up and waiting for me for so long. Aren’t you tired?”

Vicky’s voice rang out from behind him, “I can read and do other things. Furthermore, it’s only normal for a wife to wait for her husband to return
home. I don’t want you to see a cold, dark room when you enter. It’s not a good feeling to have.”
Previously, he rarely returned home. In such a huge mansion, Vicky staying alone was indeed rather lonesome.
When she returned home at night, facing the dark and empty mansion, would she feel...lonely?
Tyler rarely thought about such matters, but he had no idea why this thought came to him.
Initially, he still had some work to deal with in his study. When he saw how Vicky waited for him until the late hours of nighttime, however, he instead
went to bed after his shower.

In the following days, just like Tyler said, he was very busy. He left early and returned home late every day,
returning home almost past midnight.
Vicky would wait for him every day. Sometimes, she accidentally fell asleep while waiting.
On the days he came too late and she could no
wait for him, she would still leave one light open
for him.
Time passed by quickly. Soon, a month passed.
It was a dark night, and everything was silent.
Amid her sleep, Vicky suddenly picked up the sound of labored, uneven breathing. Her lashes fluttered, and she opened her eyes.
She realized the sound was coming from next to her. Brow furrowed, she switched on the lights by the side of the bed which dispersed some of the
darkness in the room.
Tyler’s handsome face was scrunched up as though he was in pain, and beads of sweat riddled his forehead.
Vicky was frightened. “Tyler, are you alright?”
Tyler slowly opened his eyes. His low voice turned hoarse due to the pain as he muttered, “Did I wake you?”

Vicky touched his forehead. “What happened? Are you having a fever?”
“No, it’s only my stomach. It hurts a little.”
Tyler indeed had a serious stomach condition; Nanny Paterson was the one who told her that. This was why whenever she cooked, she tried to avoid
spicy foods.
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