Chapter 37

Rachel knew that Tyrone had never allowed a single piece of others‘ belongings to enter his room, not even those from his parents. Even if someone sent him any gift, it’d end up in a specially arranged room.

The man had a territorial instinct so strong that anything from outside was forbidden to get in. Except those servants who did regular cleaning in his room, even his parents had seldom entered there..

But today, Tyrone had brought a woman’s shoes into his room. A woman’s shoes. This meant she wasn’t just any woman in Tyrone’s life; she was significant. Otherwise, he wouldn’t possibly bring ladies‘ shoes in his room.

Rachel’s face twisted into a snarl, her voice rising to a fever pitch, “You’ve got another woman, don’t you? Who is this siren?”

Tyrone’s brow furrowed in disgust. Was she trying to provoke him? He took two quick steps forward and kicked Rachel on the shin, sending her sprawling out of the room.

He had made it clear before; he had no rule against hitting a woman, especially Rachel. He couldn’t recall anyone else who churned his stomach quite like she did.

your face here again, I swear I’ll

upstairs and found Rachel whimpering on the floor,

York, Tyrone’s got

“Is that

didn’t touch Rachel, so it wasn’t bizarre for a young man his age to have a woman in his

desperately to Mrs. York’s hand, shrieking, “No, it’s not like that. You don’t understand.”

from Rachel’s grip, and she shook it off forcefully. She looked. somewhat impatient, “Alright, alright, I don’t understand. It’s late;

out by the York family’s house

muttered

crossed, leaned against the doorframe, “Mom.”

“Yes, dear?”

woman anywhere near the York

isn’t she your

had taken quite a

“Did I

“But everyone thinks…”

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