Chapter 166

William hung up and made his way back to Samantha.

Samantha saw the worry on his face and asked, “What’s wrong, William? You don’t look very happy. Did Rachel say something?”

“Nothing. I just find her rather odd these days.”

Samantha subtly clenched her fists, but kept the mild and harmless smile on her face intact. “Don’t worry. Perhaps she’s been under slightly more pressure recently.”

William cast a dark glance in Rachel’s way. “Hopefully so.”

Samantha tugged the hem of William’s shirt, her voice as lilting and melodious as that of a nightingale. “William, don’t be too upset. Smile and think about our baby in my belly.”

The mention of their child eased the knot on William’s brows.

“I know. You, too—don’t think about anything else right now aside from taking care of our baby.”

Rachel was finding it harder to breathe as she continued on her way with Cecilia by her side. She clutched her chest, feeling suffocated all the way to her brain. With the lack of oxygen, she was also beginning to falter in her steps.

Her knees gave way, and she leaned on Cecilia.

Thankfully, Cecilia managed to hold Rachel in time. That was also when she realized how pale Rachel’s lips had turned.

“Rachel…!” she cried anxiously.

“Give her this.”

An oxygen can resting on a large hand extended Rachel’s way.

Cecilia looked up to see who it was—Tyler. She hurriedly grabbed the oxygen can from him and positioned it at Rachel’s nose.

“Rachel! Rachel, hang in there…”

Tyler’s eyes dimmed at the lack of color on Rachel’s cheeks.

“Where’s William?”

He saw Samantha with an oxygen can on his way here.

The mention of William made anger burn in Cecilia’s chest.

“Don’t talk about him! Rachel was already feeling unwell just now, and even Samantha could tell. She offered Rachel her can, but Mr. Lewis took it away for some reason. He’s been with Rachel for so many years. How could he not know about her severe lung condition?”

Cecilia’s heart ached as she thought about Rachel’s plight.

She felt so much for Rachel, and she was just a friend. How could William, her husband, remain so aloof?

Tyler remained silent; he twisted the cap of a bottle of mineral water open and put it on the ground.

A few minutes later, Rachel slowly regained full consciousness with the oxygen.

The first person she saw when she opened her eyes was Tyler. Thinking she must be mistaken, she shut her eyes and opened them once more—but Tyler’s face was still right before her, up close and even clearer than before.

That was when Rachel realized she wasn’t dreaming.

Tyler saw that Rachel had finally awakened and sat down, leaning against a tree. He arched his knee up and rested his long arms on it.

“Rachel, you need to keep yourself fitter. How could you feel suffocated at such a height?”

Rachel knew that Tyler had a sharp tongue, so she didn’t count it against him. She glanced doubtfully at the oxygen can in Cecilia’s hand.

Where did Tyler get this oxygen can?

There was no shop in sight around here, and the nearest place that sold oxygen cans was at the foot of the mountain.

Given how fit Tyler was, hiking this mountain was probably as easy as pie for him.