Countdown to My Divorce (Rachel and William) novel Chapter 711

Chapter 711

Rachel stopped bickering with him.

“Wanda, we might be out for the next two days for a short trip. Don’t bother cooking for us.”

Wanda nodded. “Take care, then.”

“Okay.”

Just then, Ray ran toward Rachel and rubbed his head against her leg. Rachel looked down at Ray and reached out to pat his furry head.

“We’ll only be gone for two days. We’ll be back in no time.”

Ray whimpered at Rachel’s feet, looking rather upset.

Tyler comforted Ray, too. “Be good at home these two days. If I find out that you caused trouble at home, I’ll send you to the butcher.”

Ray whimpered even louder.

Rachel chided Tyler, “Can you not frighten Ray like that?”

“I’m not frightening Ray. I’m telling Ray the truth.”

Ray put its paws on its head and whimpered some more.

Rachel reached out to pat Tyler. “Stop saying that. Ray’s really frightened.”

She crouched down low and reassured Ray, “He was lying just now. Don’t worry–if he dares to sell you away, we’ll sell him instead.”

Ray barked excitedly, as though agreeing with Rachel.

Rachel tilted her chin at Tyler. “See? Even Ray is on my side.”

Tyler looked at the two of them, speechless, and stood up.

“Are we still going? Or do you want to bring Ray along?”

Ray wagged his tail excitedly at Rachel, looking almost pleadingly at her. She almost relented at the pitiful look on Ray’s face.

She patted Ray’s head and said comfortingly, “We’re going on a business trip and can’t bring you along. But don’t worry, we’ll come back as soon as we can. I’ll bring some snacks back for you, too.”

With that, Rachel turned to leave with Tyler without looking back. Yale quickly got into the car with them.

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Tyler turned to look at Ray staring at their car driving off.

“I told you not to tease Ray. He can’t take it, and he’ll take your word for it. Ray’s not exposed to the cruel world. He’s used to the sheltered life at home.”

“Ray will know how cruel the world is when I drag him out to work.”

Rachel smacked his thigh hard. “Tyler, are you mad? You might be a workaholic, but to torture a dog?”

Tyler winced from the slight pain, his brows furrowing. “Why do I have a feeling that you treat Ray better than you do me?”

“Ray’s a good dog, unlike you. You’re worse than a dog sometimes.”

Tyler nodded, a sardonic smirk on his face. “I’m not as important as a dog now to you, am I?”

“More or less. But shouldn’t Ray be important to you as well? Why are you fighting with a dog?” Tyler realized that Rachel was right. Why was he fighting with a dog?

When they arrived, Rachel asked him seriously, “Are we meeting your client right now or tomorrow?”

Tyler glanced at his watch. “We have two more hours. She’s not staying here for long.”