William pointed a finger at Rachel and bit out, “Good for you, Rachel. I’m telling you, you’ll regret this!”

Rachel bit back, “Don’t you worry, I’ll never regret divorcing you in my whole life!”

The fire in William’s chest burned brighter. When he slammed the door shut, Ray barked angrily in his direction.

Rachel turned to look at Tyler and made no secret of her displeasure. “Why did you say what you said earlier? It’ll only cause a misunderstanding between us, especially when he’s already acting like a mad dog that might bite anytime.”

Tyler remained unperturbed, his eyes narrowing as he leaned his long torso casually against the staircase railing.

“Do you think he’d leave if I hadn’t put it that way?”

On second thought, Rachel agreed with Tyler. William was the kind of person who would never leave unless he was forced to give up all hope. He would fight tooth and nail to take her away.

What he didn’t know, however, was that Rachel had set her mind on not leaving with him, even without Tyler here tonight.

She was glad that he was finally gone. “Let’s head upstairs and go to bed.”

Tyler looked at her and asked, “Aren’t you afraid that William will expose you now that he knows about this?”

“What’s there to fear? I’m single right now, and it’s none of his business who I’m with. Even if I get together with his uncle, there’s nothing he can do about it.”

She went on dreamily, almost as though she were talking to herself, “If I were to become the wife of William’s uncle, he’ll have to call me his aunt! Hahaha…”

The thought alone made Rachel gleeful to no end.

William would have to treat her with respect, and all his hopes of reconciling with her would be dashed. If he dared to pester her, she’d accuse him of molestation. He’d be dealt with without her lifting a finger!

Tyler saw the twinkle in her eyes and leaned forward, whispering into her ear, “Wanna be William’s aunt?”

Rachel was shocked by the sudden gust of hot air in her ear and instinctively took a step back, accidentally bumping into Ray right behind her.

Ray stumbled backward from the impact.

Being on all fours, Ray naturally found his balance rather quickly, unlike Rachel, who was less fortunate.

As she slipped and fell backward, Tyler instinctively pulled her arm and ended up tumbling on the floor with Rachel.

This was not the first time they both fell together, and Tyler yet again instinctively shielded the back of her head. By the time Rachel realized what was going on, she sensed something wet and warm on her lips.

She could smell the combination of tobacco and shampoo on him.

Rachel’s head buzzed as she stared into his deep, dark eyes.

Tyler mumbled, “The way you’re staring at me makes me feel like you’re hell-bent on getting back at me.”

Rachel snapped back to attention at his quip and made a move to push him away, but Ray suddenly leaped onto Tyler’s back, sending him hurtling back onto Rachel.

Their lips found each other again.

This time, Rachel couldn’t even budge. The dog weighed a ton, and she gasped under the pressure, finding it hard to breathe.

Damn you, Ray!