Loving You In Secret
Chapter 397

Chapter 397

Chapter 397

Tyler was awake. Vicky silently thanked the darkness for concealing the panic in her expression.

After a few moments of silence, she said, “I’m just thirsty and want to grab a glass of water.”

She heard a slight shuffle on the other side of the bed as Tyler got out of bed. ‘Stay still. I’ll get you aglass of water.”

Since Tyler had woken up, Vicky gave up on going outside. “Okay.”

The lamp by the nightstand was turned on, and the room was instantly lit in its warm, yellow light.

Tyler walked out of the bedroom and returned shortly after with a glass of water.

The light was faint, and Tyler’s shadow was reflected on the wall. Vicky, however, felt familiar with thesight as though she had seen it before.

She frowned as she watched him approach with the glass of water.

“Here you go.”

Vicky did not have time to hold onto her thought and accepted the glass.” Thank you.”

Once she finished her water, the two went back to sleep.

Time flew. It was already the second night of their trip.

Vicky wrapped her arm around Tyler’s as they stepped into the event hall.

Guests swarmed them, and Vicky exchanged pleasantries with a polite smile on her lips-all the whilethinking about the other phone Tyler owned.

Sensing that her mind was somewhere else, Tyler looked at her. “Tired?”

She nodded. “A bit.”

“If that’s the case, go to the lounge upstairs to rest.”

Vicky recalled how the masked man followed her to the ball that she went to with Tyler the time before.However, since the masked man seemed to approve of the trip, it was unlikely that he would make anappearance again.

It was tiring to socialize with the guests when her mind was occupied with something else, so shenodded. “Okay.” 1

Vicky stared at her phone dazedly as she sat on the couch in the lounge and thought to herself, ‘IfSebastian isn’t the masked man, who could it be?’

She slid her finger across the screen and sent a message to the masked man. [What are you doingnow?]

She used to dream of parting ways with the man once she survived the three months of his trip, but sherealized that she just could not cut ties with the man without sacrificing anything in return, so she mustreplace out about his true identity.

However, over half an hour had passed, and the masked man did not reply.

Apart from asking for a break, Vicky rarely texted or called the man proactively.

She glanced at the door before making a call to the masked man.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

The phone kept ringing and was not answered until the call was automatically ended by the system.

Though it seemed odd, Vicky recalled that the masked man was the one who called her most of thetime.