The taste... It was oddly familiar.

Rachel’s eyes lit up. She recognized this taste from somewhere. “Mr. Hunt, did you buy this from that stall at the entrance of Arden University?”

“Yeah.”

Rachel’s heart leapt with joy. “The food from that stall is excellent! How did you know it was good?”

Tyler’s brow arched. “Do you not remember at all?”

“What?” Rachel was confused. What did that stall have to do with Tyler?

Tyler turned sideways. “How did you end up liking the food from this stall?”

At that question, memories came flooding back into Rachel’s mind. “The stall wasn’t there at the entrance of Arden University at the start. Students weren’t allowed to leave the school at night, after all. William knew that I loved eating barbecued meat, so he made arrangements to shift a stall from afar there and paid them every month.

“Whenever I had the craving, William would climb over the fence and buy it for me. Then, I heard that something happened to the stall owner’s family, and they stopped operations.

“I’ve been trying many different stalls over the years, but none of them do it as well as they do. I didn’t expect to be able to taste it again today. It’s all thanks to you, Mr. Hunt.”

Rachel was so busy eating, she didn’t notice the light in Tyler’s eyes dimming.

“Did you say that it was William who shifted the stall to the university?” Tyler asked her, his brows furrowed.

“Yes, what’s wrong?”

Tyler scoffed. How scheming of that man!

“Nothing. You’ll know next time.”

Rachel felt that Tyler was being rather odd tonight, but she didn’t think much of it.

By the time they were done with the food, it was almost midnight.

Rachel cleaned everything up and started telling Tyler a bedtime story, but as she went on, she started falling asleep while leaning against the headboard.

Tyler, still awake, heard her voice fading away until all that was left was sleepy, shallow breathing.

The warm, dim light on the bedside table shone on Rachel’s face, her eyelashes casting crescent-shaped shadows.

Chuckling, Tyler mumbled to himself, “Are you supposed to be putting me or yourself to sleep?”

Chapter 420

William stormed out of Tyler’s apartment, banging the steering wheel in a rage. Arsen had pulled him back into the car, quickly taking him away for fear that he might go back to settle scores with Tyler.

On their way back, Samantha kept calling him. However, William was seeing red—he was in no mood to entertain her calls.

The thought of Tyler and Rachel alone in the apartment made his chest burn.

Arsen, seeing William’s phone screen lighting up with Samantha’s name on it, asked cautiously, “Mr. Lewis, aren’t you going to pick up Mrs. Lewis’s call?”

William switched his phone off. “She calls me every day; it’s annoying.”

He had never found Samantha so stifling—until Rachel disappeared and he married Samantha. After that, she started pestering him in all sorts of ways.

She would be calling him for no reason other than asking about his whereabouts.

He would be out negotiating a business deal, and she would be sending someone to keep an eye on him, especially if a woman was involved at the meeting.

She constantly told him about her fears of losing him, but life like that felt suffocating.

From the looks of it, Arsen knew that William didn’t want to go home.

“Mr. Lewis, where shall we go now?”

A thought suddenly came to William’s mind.

“Call Yvette and ask her to come out right now. Tell her I have a question for her.”

Chapter 421