Countdown to My Divorce

Chapter 555

Rachel glared at Tyler, giving him a look like she had just been yanked from a heartfelt moment straight into wanting to punch someone.

She propped herself up and tilted her head toward him.

“Tyler, do me a favor and explain what exactly you meant by not messing with someone’s dog unless they’re ready to deal with the owner.”

Tyler gave a sheepish grin and reached over to pat her on the head again. “Oh, come on. Don’t be so petty, Rachel. It was just a metaphor. I wasn’t actually saying you’re a dog.”

Rachel was silent, then swatted his hand away.

“You might as well not have explained.”

Trying to explain just made it worse.

Once they got back to the apartment, Tyler opened the door, tossed his keys on the table, shrugged off his

jacket, and casually called out to Wanda.

“Wanda, just whip up something simple. Keep the spice down. Light and plain.”

Wanda poked her head out from the kitchen, clearly aware why they hadn’t stayed to eat at the family

estate.

you usually prefer spicy food? What’s with the change

in Rachel’s direction with a nod. Wanda instantly understood

forgot she’s not used to the spice. I’ll get right on

now sitting cross–legged on the floor, gently petting Ray’s head. Ray had completely taken to her. In fact, Ray now seemed to stick to

real master of the

sideways at the two of them, his face full of

fed you and raised you, and now a pretty girl shows

out. I bet you’d even follow her to

burst into laughter and cradled Ray’s fluffy

loyal to me? Would you really go to the dog butchers with me

just kept staring at Rachel with those

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muttered, “You know, sometimes I think dogs are

those eyes. Nothing but

the dog clearly loved every second

of water and gave

is now? Repaying kindness with shade? Look at you, picking