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At that moment, too many people wereing and going. Frobably because Tyler looked really unwell, his pale face caught a lot of curious eyes passing by.
Tyler leaned close and whispered in her ear, “<b>Help </b>me <b>back </b>to my room first.”
Rachel didn’t dare waste any time. If the drug <b>started </b>worlding on him in public… <b>Tomorrow’s </b>headlines would be full of it, and the Lewis family would get dragged into the mess too.
That idiot Yvette–how dare she drug Tyler?!
Rachel supported Tyler as he pointed the way.
When they reached the hotel room door, Rachel asked, “Where’s your key card?”
“In my pocket.”
“Oh,”
Rachel didn’t think twice and reached into Tyler’s pants pocket. Men’s suit pockets were <b>deep</b><b>, </b><b>and </b>she had to hold him up while trying to find the card. Her fingers seemed to disappear into a bottomless ck hole, <b>and </b>she had to search by feel.
“Ouch…
Stop r
rummaging <b>around </b>so roughly,” Tyler frowned and said softly.
Rachel’s cheeks flushed red. “I’m not being rough! Your pockets are too deep.”
She fumbled inside a bit <b>more</b>, then her fingertips touched something t.
“Found it.”
She pulled out the card and tapped it on the door.
Ding!
The door clicked open.
Rachel helped Tyler inside and tried to get him to the bathtub. Last time she was drugged by Howard, Tyler had done the same for her.
She turned and carefully guided him into the bathroom.
“Maybe you should cool down with some cold water first.”
Tyler was already in a bad condition–his whole body was burning hot. Even through the fabric of his clothes, Rachel could feel his temperature rising fast.
Rachel struggled with all her strength to get Tyler into the bathtub. She was just about to stand up and turn on the water when she realized the hotel showerhead was way too high. She had to stand on her tiptoes, stretching to reach it.
As <b>soon </b>as her fingers touched the showerhead, her <b>foot </b>slipped. Her <b>eyes </b>widened in shock as she fell straight into the tub,
“Ah!”
“Uh…” Tyler groaned under her weight.
At the same time, cold water poured down from the shower soaking them bothpletely.
Rachel was embarrassed and dripping wet, and she grabbed the sides of the tub to pull herself up.
At that moment, she seriously wanted to kill Yvette,
She looked up <b>and </b>caught Tyler’s half–closed eyes staring at her.
He was wearing only a soaked white shirt now, and the water made the curves of his body visible. Rachel could even see his <b>toned </b>abs–he definitely worked out a lot. Higher up, lls Adam’s apple stuck out as the top two buttons of his shirt were undone
Rachel couldn’t help the words that crossed her mind.
What a sight!
However, she had some self–control she wouldn’t take advantage of the moment.
<b>Still</b>, she hesitated to look away. Just as she <b>was </b>about to climb out of the tub, Tyler grabbed her wrist, his voice low and rough. “Where are you going?”
“To call 911,” Rachel said
She found it a little funny. Before this, she had never dealt with anything like this. Now, she felt like an expert.
“They won’t get here in time. Also, there are cameras everywhere and maybe even reporters. Do you want us both to be on tomorrow’s headlines?”
Tyler’s steady voice held a faint tremble.
No one knew better than Rachel how <b>dangerous </b><b>this </b><b>drug </b>was. It didn’t just destroy a <b>person’s </b><b>body</b>–it ruined their mind, <b>too</b>.
Tyler was strong enough to keep control, barely holding on. If it had been <b>Howard </b>instead, he wouldn’t havested a second.