Chapter <b>239 </b>


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


    <b>She </b>grabbed the bag from the pharmacy, <b>got </b>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. <b>“</b>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.


    “Two, zero, zero, zero, five, two, zero.”


    Tyler stood there as he recited the code out loud, clearly expecting her to enter it herself.


    Rachel walked up and pressed the numbers as instructed.


    Beep.


    The door opened.


    Tyler stepped inside, and Rachel followed right behind him. But something about that code stuck with her. It felt familiar.


    Tyler slipped off his jacket and copsed onto the couch.


    The dog didn’t run toward him as expected. Instead, it charged straight at Rachel like a missile.


    As the huge dog hurted toward her, Rachel froze on the spot.


    The dog leapt and tackled her to the ground. Thankfully, shended on a plush carpet. At thest second, she instinctively threw her hands out to break the fall, preventing her head from mming into the floor.


    Before she could even process what had happened, the dog was already licking her face enthusiastically and rubbing its head against her.


    Rachel knew from videos and reading that dogs showed lots of physical affection. If they were acting like this, it usually meant they were thrilled to see the person.


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


    All she could do was look toward the couch, where Tyler was casually sipping coffee, and call for help


    “Mr. Hunt, can you please control your dog?”


    “Ray,” Tyler called out in a deep,manding voice.


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


    “If you keep bothering her, she might poison you one day.”


    Ray’s eyes filled with fear. He pressed closer to Tyler’s legs like he was seeking protection.


    Rachel muttered under her breath. “How could you scare a dog like that?” He was awful.


    Tyler casually lifted his gaze. “Sounds like you actually liked him being that friendly with you.”


    <b>Just </b>thinking about what had happened made Rachel shudder. “No thanks.”


    Tyler eyed her glistening cheek, slick from all the dog’s saliva, with undisguised distaste<b>. </b><b>“</b>You should probably wash up.”


    Rachel didn’t need to be told twice. She quickly headed for the bathroom, but paused in the hallway <b>to </b>remind him, “Open up the bag. I’lle help you with it in a bit. Take off your clothes while you’re at it.”


    Chapter <b>240 </b>


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