Vicky trembled slightly but did not look away from Tyler. "Tyler, are you sure you aren't misunderstanding something?"

He lowered his gaze at her dazedly. Neither of them moved or looked away.

In the end, Vicky sighed and said, "Tyler, if something's bothering you, you can talk to me. Don't just bottle it all in. Also, about me and Harvey—"

Before she could finish, he lowered his head and kissed her.

"Tyler, wait—mph!"

Not giving her a chance to speak, he kissed her passionately.

...

Tyler was already gone when Vicky woke up the following morning.

Having just finished her morning routine, she received a call from Isabella.

"Missus Hart, have you found out what happened with Mister Hart that day?" Isabella seemed eager to uncover the events of that day and frequently sought updates.

"Not yet." Vicky's voice carried a tone of exhaustion. "I tried calling Valencia, but she hasn't been answering. I'm planning to visit her later to see if I can get any information from her."

Isabella continued, "The events of that day are crucial. We must understand exactly what transpired, or even the most advanced treatment plan might prove ineffective."

"I understand," Vicky replied softly. "He's changed a lot ever since he woke up from the recent coma. He's not as reliant on me as before, and his attitude toward me has grown distant. There seems to be...a barrier between us."

"Have you tried talking to him about it?"

"He refuses to communicate and even avoids me. Also…on the day Tyler fainted, Missus Hart mentioned Harvey's name." Worried that Isabella might feel confused, she added, "Harvey is my ex-fiance, but we're just friends. We don't share any romantic feelings toward one another. I've explained that to Tyler in the past. Still, for whatever reason, he started targeting Harvey again... Missus Hart insinuated that Harvey and I were colluding or something. She might've said something about Harvey to Tyler, but I don't know the specifics."

"Mister Hart doesn't believe in whatever others say. There's likely more to this situation than meets the eye. If you can't get the truth from Missus Hart, maybe you should ask Harvey if he said anything to Mister Hart."

"That's impossible." Vicky shook her head. "Harvey isn't the type to spread baseless rumors. He wouldn't say anything to others."

"There's no harm in being cautious. He might not say something directly to Mister Hart, but who's to say he didn't talk to a friend?"

Vicky fell silent for a moment. After a few seconds, she finally said, "I understand. I'll look into it."