Loving You In Secret

Chapter 1735

Vicky understood Lincoln’s message clearly. Her movements were confined to this room, and if he suspected she tried to

escape, she would end up tightly bound.

It did not take long before someone knocked on the room’s door, and Miranda entered with a tray of food.

“Mister Hart, this is the meal you requested for Ms. Shaw,” she said.

Lincoln took the tray. “Yes, you can go now,” he replied, his eyes briefly glancing at Vicky.

Vicky made no attempts to shout or question Miranda, and she did not lose her temper either. After all, doing any of that

would not change anything.

Lincoln approached Vicky with the tray. “You must be hungry after going a day without food,” he remarked, lifting the

utensils as if he intended to feed her.

Vicky instinctively avoided his hand. “I can manage on my own.”

Lincoln did not push further and handed her the tray.

The food was plentiful and clearly well-prepared.

Vicky did not have much of an appetite, but under Lincoln’s watchful eye, she picked up her spoon and slowly finished the

meal.

There were leftovers, but it was not much.

Lincoln raised an eyebrow with a sly smile. “Why are you so cooperative? Aren’t you afraid I might put something in the

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Vicky set down her spoon and replied calmly, “I’m not afraid of that at all.”

“Is that so?” Lincoln seemed somewhat surprised. “You seem to have a lot of trust in me, huh?”

“If you wanted to harm the child, you could’ve done so when I was unconscious. Besides, if this child were gone by the

time Tyler found me, you’d lose a significant bargaining chip. It wouldn’t be worth it,” Vicky said.

Lincoln feigned helplessness. “Sometimes, it’s not necessarily a good thing when a woman is too smart.”

Vicky remained silent.

Lincoln appeared to be in a good mood and engaged in a casual conversation with her in a low, seductive tone. “I heard

about what happened at the wedding. After that incident, you must’ve given up on him. Vicky, if he never finds you, will

you be willing to be with me? You can trust me; I will treat this child as my own.”

Vicky chuckled coldly. “And if I said I’m not interested, would you respect my choice?”

Lincoln chuckled softly. “I know it might be hard for you to accept me right away, but there’s plenty of time in the future. I’m

more than willing to start as friends and pursue you. Just like how…Tyler is treating you now, or even better.”

Since Vicky became pregnant, Tyler had indeed been exceptionally attentive. It was partly because of the child and partly

because he had always been determined to win Vicky over.

Tyler’s thinking was simple: time was on their side. It did not matter if it took a month, two months, a year, or even ten

years; he had the patience to win over her slowly.

They already had a child together, so he no longer needed to rush or use extreme methods. In any case, Vicky was his.

As long as that remained true, he did not mind investing more effort and time in pursuing her, and he would not be

impatient again.

Lincoln’s words did not stir any emotions in Vicky, as she knew his talk of being together and treating her child as his own

was all a facade. He merely wanted to keep her with him to use her as leverage against Tyler. Making her have this child

was just a way to control her and coerce her into doing his bidding.

Lincoln was an ambitious man who would not settle for mediocrity.

Indeed, he was quite the cunning strategist.