Chapter 444

Like a lifeless commodity, Vicky was helpless and at Tyler's mercy. She reached out to grab his hand abruptly. "Don't." "Don't, what?" he asked. She bit her lower lip. "Don't continue." "Why should I do as you say?" "..." She was rendered speechless. The door to the room opened, and the light from the outside shone into the room. Without even bothering to close the door, he inspected every inch of her body as though she was not a person. Her tears had run dry a long time ago, so she had not shed a single tear since she was imprisoned. Even in the present, she did not cry despite shivering. She watched blankly as he cleaned his hands with sanitizing tissue paper. "Take a shower," he said. "Change into something clean." With that, he turned and left the room. As she walked out of the room, she realized that they were not overseas or at a clubhouse but in a quiet mansion instead. There had never been any perverted man next door, and it had all been an act Tyler had put up to