Chapter 585

Tyler shot Yale a look, and Yale stepped forward to help him up.

When they reached the doorway, Tyler glanced back at the nearby nurse. He still felt uneasy.

“Sorry, but could you take her back to her ward? Don’t let her wander around again.”

The nurse could tell at once how much Tyler cared for Rachel, and she couldn’t help but smile.

“Of course.”

Once Tyler had left the examination room, the nurse turned to Rachel. Her tone brimmed with envy.

“Ms. Lloyd, your boyfriend really dotes on you. He’s so protective. Where did you meet such a wonderful man?”

Rachel honestly didn’t know how to answer. She couldn’t exactly say Tyler was her ex-husband’s uncle.

The nurse’s curiosity was so genuine, and her eyes full of anticipation, that Rachel couldn’t quite bring herself to brush her off.

After thinking for a moment, she finally said, “Well, he used to be my mother’s student. We’ve known each other since we were kids.”

The nurse’s eyes lit up. “Childhood sweethearts!”

Rachel smiled awkwardly. “Something like that.”

After muttering something about being envious of Rachel, the nurse helped Rachel back to her ward.

Yale guided Tyler down the hallway.

Steven sat on a bench with a cane in hand, his expression dark.

When Tyler appeared, Steven didn’t even glance his way. The arrogance radiated from him, bone-deep.

Anyone who knew Tyler understood his temperament. If he chose not to show someone respect, their status meant nothing. He simply wouldn’t care.

Seeing Steven’s lofty, condescending posture, Tyler didn’t bother to look at him either.

Instead, he settled into a seat a short distance away, leaning back in an easy, almost lazy posture. Neither man spoke.

Standing nearby, Yale felt like he was dying of secondhand embarrassment.

The tension was unbearable.

Why wasn’t anyone saying anything?

Minutes crawled by in dead silence.

Finally, Yale broke the silence.

“Mr. Steven, Mr. Hunt has other medical exams scheduled later, so we don’t have much time for you.”

Steven’s tone was full of displeasure.

“I assume you already know what happened with Howard. My request is simple. After all, our families go way back. Although you and Howard haven’t been on good terms for years, my relationship with your father still stands. So here’s what I propose. I won’t hold this matter against you, but Rachel must be handed over to me.”

Tyler scoffed as if he had just heard a joke.

“Steven, since you’ve just said our families go way back, you should know my character well enough. Do you honestly think I’d give you Rachel?”

Steven’s gaze shifted to Tyler, and his tone suddenly grew harsher.

“From the sound of it, there’s nothing to discuss, is there? You know exactly where Howard was hurt, and you know exactly what that means for the Ziegler family. The only reason I haven’t done anything to you is out of respect for your father.”

Tyler thought for a moment. He then offered a compromise.

“How about this? Getting me to hand over Rachel is impossible, but I can take the blame in her place. If you want someone to take the blame, direct it at me.”

Steven stared at him as if he had just witnessed a headline-making scandal.

“Tyler, do you realize how bright your future could be with your abilities? You’re willing to throw your whole life away for that woman? Aren’t you afraid of breaking your father’s heart?”