Loving You In Secret

Chapter 1748

Vicky began to feel increasingly uneasy. She was pregnant without even knowing who the father was. That had to be one

of the most absurd jokes in the world.

Aurora, Noah, and the others were bewildered.

They knew Vicky’s character well, and she was not the type to casually sleep around. Besides, she still had feelings for

Tyler, so she would never sleep with another man.

Getting drunk was even more out of the question. After all, she was either working or taking care of her child. She had Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

neither the time nor the inclination to go out drinking.

Even Vicky herself was bewildered, and her thoughts were in disarray. “I… I don’t know.”

The others exchanged glances, all noticing that Vicky’s first instinct was not to terminate the pregnancy.

“Vicky, go home and think it over carefully. If you need anything, don’t hesitate to call us,” Aurora said gently.

Vicky nodded absently.

Back at home, Vicky reviewed the surveillance footage once more.

She had watched it numerous times, but the cameras showed nothing. No one came up in the footage.

Vicky clenched her fists subconsciously. She knew her pursuer was meticulous, and further scrutiny of the footage would

not yield any substantial content.

After turning off the surveillance, Vicky went to check on Lufian in the nursery.

Lufian was sleeping soundly, his delicate features becoming more and more reminiscent of Tyler.

The night was dark, and the heavy curtains in the room blocked out all external light, rendering the room devoid of

illumination.

After an unknown amount of time had passed, a small, minute sound came from the door.

It was so faint that it would have gone unnoticed if one did not listen closely enough.

Someone entered the room, traversed the living room, and arrived in the bedroom.

A figure silently stood at the foot of the bed.

Minutes later, the figure moved closer. A kiss landed on Vicky’s forehead, while another landed on her lips.

Their breaths entwined, and the irregular sound of their breathing was vividly clear in the otherwise quiet night.

Eventually, the man reluctantly pulled away from her. He stood up, seemingly intending to leave, but he could not resist

turning back.

He told himself he should leave, but Vicky’s scent was too intoxicating. He found himself incapable of restraining his

desire and pressed his body against hers once again.

He kept saying to himself that this would be the last time, just as he did on the previous nights, only for everything to

repeat once again.

…

After everything was over, he carried Vicky into the bathroom and placed her in the bathtub.

The dimmest light in the bathroom was switched on.

Vicky had her eyes closed, seemingly asleep.

Cradling her body, the man could not help but kiss her lips and ears once more, feeling an uncontrollable desire rising

within him.

Still, he knew he could not continue, or Vicky would discover everything that he did the next day.

After they finished bathing, he helped her into her pajamas and carried her back to the bedroom. He then covered her with

a blanket and prepared to leave.

Suddenly, he felt his clothing was tugged at.