Loving You In Secret

Chapter 1689

Tyler did not wait for her response and turned to the doctors at the door. “Give her a check-up.”

The doctors waiting at the door walked in orderly and began to examine Vicky. NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

Tyler had them check Vicky’s condition daily and inquire about the baby’s well-being.

Seeing that Vicky was bound to the bed, the doctors dared not to linger and avert their gaze. After the routine examination was completed, one of the doctors walked out and reported to Tyler.

“Ms. Shaw’s physical condition has started to stabilize after days of care and rest, but…”

Tyler furrowed his brow. “Spit it out.”

The doctor hesitated before continuing, “Ms. Shaw’s fetus is unstable due to the early stages of pregnancy and excessive fatigue. She’s had some time to recuperate, but…”

Being confined to a bed all day, with no activity beyond eating and sleeping, was hardly helpful for a recovery.

Under Tyler’s intimidating gaze, the doctor continued hesitantly, “Pregnant women shouldn’t lie in bed all day. They need some regular exercise, and their emotional well-being is crucial as well. If a pregnant woman remains depressed for an extended period, a miscarriage will likely take place. Therefore, it’s essential to maintain a positive and relaxed state of mind…”

Tyler remained silent for a while. “Are you suggesting she can’t be restrained until she gives birth?”

The doctor suppressed their shock and responded, “Given the current circumstances, it might not be feasible…”

‘Is he serious? Does he want to restrain her until she gives birth?! That is beyond insane!’ the doctor exclaimed inwardly.

Tyler’s tone remained subdued. “Alright.”

After the doctor left, Tyler returned to the room.

Vicky lay on the bed with her eyes closed and remained motionless like a lifeless doll.

Tyler took out a key and unlocked the chains restraining her wrists and ankles. After all, she was pregnant, and she could not be bound indefinitely.

Usually, when Tyler came back, he would grant her some moments of freedom, which only felt painfully ironic from her perspective.

His stay every day was short, and he never stayed overnight. After all, he was already married and had a home to return to.

Vicky could not be bothered to enjoy the brief moments of freedom and continued lying on the bed.

Because of the limited time they spent together, there was very little communication between them.

She had many questions she wanted to ask him after the wedding. At this moment, she had nothing left to say or ask.

The air hung heavy with a deathly silence until a knock at the door broke it. It was her female bodyguard who usually watched over her when Tyler was not around, carrying their dinner.

“Mister Hart, dinner is ready.”

Tyler’s comings and goings were quite predictable. He would watch her eat dinner every day and then leave. When Vicky tried to protest his actions by going on a hunger strike, he would feed her in a way that made her sick to her stomach.

Tyler was filled with hatred, and he had a heart of stone. Trying to resist him was undoubtedly a foolish act. After just two attempts, she gave up as nothing could change him.

Vicky did not want to see him any longer than she had to. The sight of him reminded her of the humiliation she faced at the wedding.

Tyler would leave after dinner, and she would be locked up again.