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, five, two,

out loud, clearly expecting her to

pressed

Beep.

The door opened.

right behind him. But something about that code stuck with her. It felt

slipped off his jacket and collapsed onto the

toward him as expected. Instead, it charged straight at Rachel like a

huge dog hurted toward her, Rachel froze

on a plush carpet. At the last second, she instinctively threw her hands out to break the fall, preventing her head

had happened, the dog was already licking her face enthusiastically and rubbing its head against

affection. If they were acting like this, it usually meant they

only a dog, she was completely pinned. The worst part was that she wasn’t even strong enough to push it

was look toward the couch, where Tyler was casually

you

in a deep,

the dog obediently got off her and trotted back to Tyler. Tyler patted its