Chapter 34
Chapter 34
At nine in the evening, Tyler returned with a laptop and some of his belongings.
Vicky was reading at the time and asked, “How is Miss Young?”
“Her bones aren’t fractured or damaged, so she’ll be discharged in a few days‘
time.”
She nodded and returned to her book.
Spotting the book in her hands, he narrowed his eyes thoughtfully. “What are you
reading?”
Enter title…
“Fashion–related book,” she muttered as she flipped through the pages. “Cece
told me that I opened my own studio before the accident, and since I’ll have to get
back to work after I’m discharged, I’ll have to familiarize myself with what I’ve
done in the past.”
“Do you still remember those things?”
Amused by his question, she looked up. “I’ve lost my memories, not my entire
brain. I might not remember the past, but I won’t forget about the skills that I’ve
acquired in the past.”
People who had lost their memories would not struggle to apply skills they had
learned, such as how to eat, drink, or change.
Vicky studied his face intently. “Tyler, am I…less annoying after I lost my Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.
memories?”
She had stopped clinging to him, and she refused to divorce him no matter what.
“A tiger can’t change its stripes,” he said coolly.
The loss of one’s memories would not change them completely, and despite not
remembering most of what happened in the past, her temperament remained.
Tyler proceeded to make his bed on the other vacant bed next to Vicky.
Not happy with his answer, she said, “I think I’m far more likable compared to
before.”
Tyler stilled at her words.
“Who said that?”
“Cece.” Vicky studied his face and said, “Cece said that I’m more cheerful after
losing my memories and that she likes me better this way.”
Tyler straightened his back and turned to look at her..
“What about you?” he asked.
She was taken by shock for a moment. “Me?”
“Do you prefer yourself this way?”
“I don’t even know what I’m like back then,” she said before pausing to think. “But
I guess I’m better off
now.”
“Why so?” he asked.
“I seemed to have done a lot of weird things in the past, and hearing them now…I
can’t even believe that I’ve done those things. Maybe I was too self–centered or
too absorbed in my own world to care about what others. think.” She met his
eyes, and the tone of her voice softened. “I might’ve forgotten everything, but it
doesn’t mean that those things never happened. I did a lot of bad things, and I…
want to apologize. Let’s let bygones be bygones. People need to move forward
eventually.”
Tyler felt dazed for a moment as he observed the beautiful face before him, and
somehow, her face overlapped with another face among his memories.
The person with the other face had once said to him with determination, “Tyler, I
haven’t done anything wrong, and I’ll never regret my actions.”
What happened afterward proved that she never had any regrets either.
The expressionless mask returned to his face, and he ignored Vicky to make his
bed before turning on his laptop to work.
Tyler had grown distant from Vicky