Tyler got into the driver's seat and started the engine. They headed toward the apartment. Midway through the ride, Rachel noticed that his face looked unusually pale.She was worried about the wound on his back. Tyler had been hurt because of her. She couldn't just sit back and ignore it.But knowing Tyler, he'd probably clench his jaws and tough it out no matter how much pain he was in.Men had so much pride.She spotted a pharmacy ahead and pointed at it. "Pull over in front. I'll get something for your wound.""Okay."Tyler pulled the car over to the curb. He stayed in the car while Rachel got out. She bought some bandages and ointment for treating wounds.When she came back, she didn't get in right away. Instead, she walked over to the driver's side and tapped on the window.Tyler lowered it and squinted at her. "What?""Let me try driving your car."Tyler's eyes glimmered with surprise. "Right now?""Yeah."He looked thoughtful for a moment. He then unbuckled his seat
Once they got out, Rachel finally felt like light had returned to the world. She took a deep breath and sighed. The feeling of being back in the light was amazing.But the next second, Rachel turned to look at Tyler with a strange expression. Tyler frowned. "Can you not look at me like you've seen a ghost?"Rachel opened her mouth slowly. "I just realized we were being complete idiots. Why didn't we use our phones?"Their phones had flashlights. Why had they fumbled their way through the dark instead? She could excuse herself for not thinking clearly, but Tyler? Had his brain shut down too?Tyler shot her a sideways glance, then pulled a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth. "Speak for yourself. Don't drag me down with you."Rachel looked up at him. "So you did remember your phone?""The second I turn it on, I get flooded with calls."It was irritating enough that he'd just silenced it altogether.Rachel nodded. "Same here, but I set filters."Suddenly, things s
For a moment, Rachel couldn't even think straight. She just stood there frozen, clutching her phone like she was paralyzed.Tyler glanced at the caller ID. Then he saw Rachel's nervous expression and let out a soft chuckle."With that look on your face, anyone would think we're having an affair."Startled, Rachel immediately turned to him. "Can you not mess around at a time like this?"Tyler laughed huskily. "I told you before and you didn't believe me. Give me your phone. I promise William won't dare call again."He even held his hand out seriously like he meant it.Rachel didn't dare hand Tyler her phone, especially not when everything was already teetering on the edge.He clearly had no good intentions. But then again, he was involved in this mess too. How could he be so completely unfazed?She pointed in another direction. "Give me a second."Tyler cleared his throat and scratched his head. "Make it quick. I don't have all day."Rachel didn't answer William's call. Instea
Since Rachel's mother was extremely strict with her, most of her time had been spent studying. She had only occasionally heard her mother mention someone like Tyler.When Tyler heard her words, he looked at her with surprise. The man who was always calm and unreadable actually showed a flicker of emotion in his eyes for once."Do you know how to make meatballs?"Plenty of people knew how to make meatballs, but no one had ever managed to recreate the flavor of Rachel's mother's version.Her meatballs were the best he had ever tasted in his life.The moment Rachel saw Tyler's reaction, she knew she had made the right gamble.She had never made any meatballs for William because he hated them. She didn't know if she could recreate her mother's flavor, but that didn't stop her. With full confidence, she nodded."I do."Tyler immediately said, "Let's go."Rachel hadn't expected him to agree so quickly.'Did he just say yes?'But then came another issue. She pointed toward the stre
The way Tyler looked at Rachel changed slightly.Rachel took out the jacket and unfolded it for him to see. She looked like a salesperson pitching her product."Look, the material and fabric might not be as good as what you're used to, but it's still fine for casual wear," she said. "And here, there's an inner pocket, so you can keep something in there if you want."Tyler didn't say much. He leaned back like a boss taking his time, listening to Rachel while she presented the features of the jacket.Probably tired from listening, he took a sip of coffee and let the rich aroma linger in his mouth.Yale had picked a good coffee this time.Rachel kept talking enthusiastically, and Tyler just listened quietly as if he was enjoying a story. He didn't interrupt her and just let her go on.When Rachel finally finished and saw that Tyler's expression hadn't changed at all, she couldn't help but add, "If you don't like it, I can try another store. If that still doesn't work, I'll just wai
"You need to make sure Oasis doesn't get affected by this report."Yale looked troubled. "Mr. Hunt, that can't be helped. If we'd had time to kill the rumor early on, maybe Oasis wouldn't have been affected. But now, it's hard to say."Tyler frowned in annoyance. "If you really can't handle anything, just quit. Let's not waste each other's time."Yale quickly shook his head. "No, no, Mr. Hunt, I can handle it. I'll deal with it right away."With that, he scooped the stack of files off the desk, turned, and hurried out.Just as he opened the office door, he ran straight into Rachel.Yale froze. "Ms. Lloyd."Rachel almost laughed out loud but kept a straight face and greeted him calmly. "Yale, thanks for bringing me those clothes last time."Yale blushed as Rachel looked at him. He quickly lowered his head. "Ms. Lloyd, I still have to carry out Mr. Hunt's instructions. I'll leave now."Rachel nodded.Yale walked past her to the elevator and pressed the button. He couldn't help