Chapter 260

“You have two options. Either crash in the guest room next door or drive my car,” Tyler said.

“You mean that limited edition one?” Rachel asked reflexively.

“Yeah. That’s the one I drove here. I don’t usually stay at this place, so the other cars aren’t here.”

For a moment, Rachel was touched that Tyler was actually willing to let her drive such an expensive car.

But the next second, Tyler pulled open the bathroom door and casually remarked, “But you’ll have to come back tomorrow morning to pick me up. It’s hard to get a cab from here in the morning.”

The door shut with a soft click.

Rachel covered her face with both hands. It felt like the world was collapsing.

Maybe she should just drive over tomorrow night. But with how paranoid William had become lately, who knew if he’d tampered with her car?

No matter how she looked at it, she couldn’t think of a proper solution.

The sound of running water came from the bathroom. Without realizing it, Rachel’s gaze drifted toward the frosted glass window where Tyler’s silhouette was faintly visible.

She couldn’t see clearly, but she could make out his tall frame and the lean lines of his body. Rachel’s mind started to fill in the details, especially his abs.

“Damn it!!”

When Tyler finally stepped out, Rachel quickly turned around at the sound of the door opening and pretended to feed Ray like nothing happened.

Soon enough, she suddenly remembered something and spun around to look at him.

“Your wounds haven’t healed yet. How could you take a shower?”

She had been too busy checking out his physique earlier and had completely forgotten he was still injured.

Tyler casually grabbed a towel to dry his wet hair and said with complete indifference, “It’s fine. I’ll just re-dress it later.”

“The doctor told you clearly that your wound isn’t supposed to get wet yet.”

Rachel frowned and walked over. She gently pulled at the gauze. The area where the wound was had turned pale and soaked.

Thankfully, there was no bleeding. She let out a sigh of relief.

“I’ll redo the dressing for you. And you’re not going to take a shower for a week, got it?”

If Tyler hadn’t taken that knife for her, she honestly wouldn’t even want to deal with someone as stubborn as him.

She went downstairs to get the first aid kit.

Meanwhile, Tyler sat cross-legged on the carpet. He pulled a biscuit from the treat bag and offered it to Ray. Ray eagerly trotted over.

He was either talking to himself or Ray. He seemed a little lost in thought.

“Do you think she was worried about me?”

Ray barked twice.

Tyler smiled as he patted Ray’s head. The usual coldness in his eyes was replaced by an unexpected gentleness.

“You felt it too, didn’t you?”

Ray didn’t respond. He just kept staring at the treat in Tyler’s hand.

Realizing Ray wasn’t paying attention at all, Tyler smiled. “Talking to you is like talking to a brick wall.”

Ray’s eyes remained locked on the treat. Tyler held it out, and just as Ray was about to chomp down, he pulled it back and dropped it back in the bag.

“Didn’t get it? Not my fault.”

Rachel happened to walk in just in time to see the whole thing. With the first aid kit in hand, she said flatly, “Ray’s got manners. Can’t say the same for you.”

Ray barked in agreement.

Rachel chuckled and covered her mouth. “See? Even Ray’s got beef with you. You’ve gone too far.”

Tyler raised a brow. “And now you’re teaming up with Ray to gang up on me? How is that fair?”

Rachel opened the kit and pulled out fresh gauze.

“I’m just calling it like it is.”