Chapter 927

William neither cared nor wanted to bother about her.

However, Rachel was strong-willed and never conceded defeat. When the relatives accused her of being of no help to William’s career, it only drove her to prove them wrong.

Eventually, she managed to silence everyone with her skills.

With time, she realized that the relatives didn’t dislike her because she had shortcomings; they simply didn’t like her. Someone who doesn’t like you will be able to find fault with you no matter what.

Tyler caressed Rachel’s hair out of habit. “Whatever it is, remember this: don’t let yourself get bullied wherever you go. If they dare say anything unfair about you, don’t bother being nice to them. At most, I can let my relationship with the Lewises turn sour again.”

Warmth seeped through Rachel’s heart. This was how secure it felt to have someone backing you up. She no longer needed to fight alone.

The next day, she went to the mall with Tyler to buy some gifts.

Both Rachel and Tyler were in different moods when they arrived at the Lewises’ mansion. This place had special significance to them both.

Tyler spent his childhood in unhappiness here, while Rachel was on the receiving end of everyone’s insults and mockery when she was married to William.

Compared to her, Tyler’s feelings at stepping foot back at the Lewis’ mansion were much more complicated.

Sensing his distaste at being back at this place, Rachel reached out to hold his hand and comforted him, “It’s just a meal. We’ll leave once we’re done.”

Tyler nodded as he held her hand back.

Rachel pulled Tyler’s hand and placed it on her tummy.

“It’s not just the two of us, but the three of us now,” and his eyes softened.

Tyler knew there was a tiny being inside Rachel’s womb right now, and his...

“Let’s go.”

As the two of them walked in, Thomas was heading down the stairs. His gaze landed on Rachel’s stomach.

“Come on in. It’s windy outside.”

Then, he yelled in the direction of the kitchen.

“Is the chicken soup I asked for ready? Serve a bowl to Rachel right now!”

“No, thank you. I had some fruit before I came,” Rachel said with a wave of her hands.

“It’s fine. Just leave it there. You can have some later when you’re hungry. Lunch will be slightly late today, and I’m worried you might get hungry. Oh, yes. I even asked the servants to buy many different snacks. We have many kinds—sour, spicy, and sweet ones. Help yourself to whatever you like."

“If you don’t like any of them, tell me what you want. I’ll get them to buy it right away.”

Rachel found it way too troublesome. She had never seen Thomas treat her so warmly before.

She said with a smile, “I’ll have something spicy, then.”

“If you have spicy cravings, it’s apparently a sign that you’re carrying a girl,” Thomas said with a grin.

“That’s an old wives’ tale. People don’t believe in that nowadays,” Rachel replied, still smiling.

Thomas wasn’t one to insist on superstition or tradition. “That’s fine. I’ll love the baby, be it a girl or a boy.”

By then, most of the relatives had arrived.

Polly walked to Rachel with a plate of sweet potatoes. “Rachel, try this. I asked the kitchen to steam this with no added sugar. It’s nutrient-packed, great for pregnant ladies. My husband has gastric issues, and he relied on this to supplement his diet.”

This particular aunt used to give Rachel a hard time, but for some reason, was treating her exceptionally kindly now.