Countdown to My Divorce

Chapter 239

Rachel smiled. “I just wanted to get here faster so we could deal will your wound.”

She grabbed the bag from the pharmacy, got out of the car, and walked around to the passenger side before opening the door.

“Do you need me to help you out?”

Tyler suddenly realized something. A smirk appeared on his face.

He knew something was off earlier. He had wondered why Rachel ad randomly asked to drive his car. In a situation like this, she wouldn’t normally be in the mood to try out a luxury car. Yet she’d looked at him all innocent, like a wide–eyed bunny, asking if she could take it for a spin.

He’d actually believed her.

Tyler waved her off. “I’m good.”

He unbuckled his seatbelt, and grabbed the door handle as he got out.

Rachel noticed how he paused for a beat as he got out of the car, clearly in pain, before finally straightening up.

When they reached the apartment door, Rachel looked at the keypad and instinctively stepped aside to let him punch in the code.

zero, zero, zero, five, two,

as he recited the code out loud, clearly expecting her to enter

pressed the

Beep.

The door opened.

followed right behind him. But something about that code

jacket and collapsed onto the

didn’t run toward him as expected. Instead, it charged straight at

hurted toward her, Rachel froze on the

carpet. At the last second, she instinctively threw her

was already licking her face enthusiastically and rubbing its head against

affection. If they were

pinned. The worst part was that she wasn’t even strong

could do was look toward the couch, where Tyler was casually sipping coffee,

Hunt, can you please control your

called out in a

her and trotted back to Tyler. Tyler patted its