Rachel's curiosity was thoroughly piqued as her imagination started running wild.
Was Tyler's relationship with his family similar to her relationship with her family? It made sense given her background, but not for Tyler. He was, to her knowledge, the only son, and a very outstanding son at that. If she were half as capable as Tyler, her grandfather would probably treat her very differently.
On the way back, Rachel asked him curiously, "How did you know I went out to buy presents for your father? I might be buying things for myself, for all you know." She sometimes wondered why Tyler was so observant and accurate in his instincts. She thought she had hidden it so well, but he still saw through her.
Tyler steered the wheel with one hand while retrieving a cigarette from his case with the other. He lowered his head to light a cigarette before leaning his elbow leisurely on the open car window.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHis fingers were long and strong, and this detail reiterated to Rachel once more just how flawless he was from head to toe, aside from his temperament.
He really had a chance to strike it out as a hand model.
Tyler scoffed. "Ms. Lloyd, do you really think everyone is as dimwitted as you are?" Rachel yelled with displeasure, "I'm not dimwitted!" Tyler looked down his nose at her and teased, "Con, then. Showhow you're not dimwitted." Rachel blushed and argued, "I'm nowhere close to being dimwitted!" Tyler nodded with empathy. "Fine, fine. You're not dimwitted. You're awesand very smart, smarter than most." Rachel told herself not to argue with a fool.
Tyler stole a glance at Rachel's way as he drove, and realized that she had a pout on her lips.
She looked clearly displeased, her cheeks puffed up like a hamster. She usually considered herself a calm and collected person, but the strange thing was, she always found herself agitated whenever it cto Tyler By the tthey reached Tyler's house, it was already midnight.
Rachel was still on her period. After the trip to the mall, she felt completely exhausted. Once they walked through the doors of the apartment, she made a beeline for the stairs.
1/2 Chapter 530 +15 BONUS The moment she took the first step, Tyler grabbed her collar from behind.
"Eat something before you head up." Rachel's shoulders drooped as she said weakly, "I need sleep. I can't eat anything right now. Lettake a short nap and wakeup when you're turning in." She couldn't retire for the night just yet. She had to coax Tyler to sleep first.
Just then, Wanda walked out of the kitchen and immediately noticed how pale Rachel's face was.
"Sir, let Ms. Lloyd get srest. I'll heat up the food later when she's ready to eat." Tyler let Rachel go. "I'll wake you up later."
e Rachel looked like a burden was lifted from her shoulders as she dragged her exhausted body to the bed, where she fell straight into. The sheets had Tyler's scent on them, which smelled so good that they lulled her to sleep immediately.
Wanda was on her way back into the kitchen to heat the food when she spotted the pile of presents on the couch.
"These must be gifts Ms. Lloyd got for your father." Tyler threw her a glance and nodded. “Yeah.”
Wanda sighed sadly. "I'm not sure if your father would even accept them.
Ms.
Lloyd's efforts might just go down the drain." 2/2