Chapter 839

Halfway through, someone knocked on Vicky's door, and Tyler strolled in with a glass of familiar-looking liquid. The scent of herbs filled the air. Tyler had been busy lately and had ordered someone else to deliver her the tea instead of watching her drink it himself. 'He's making me the tea himself again tonight... Is he suspecting something?' she thought. Vicky had regained 90% of her memories, so the tea no longer had any effect on her. She accepted the glass and drank the tea in one smooth motion before handing the glass back to Tyler. He placed it on the table and stared at her lips unblinkingly. She instinctively looked away, and he simply lowered his head to kiss away the tea that was left on her lips. She tensed and wanted to turn away, but he simply placed a hand at the back of her hand and pressed her closer toward his chest. Vicky started shivering, which was unusual. She would resist, obey, or simply lay limp, but she rarely shivered in his arms. Tyler stopped an