Chapter 672
โI donโt know much about womenโs stuff. Why donโt you come with me to check it out?โ
Rachel hesitated for a moment before nodding. โSure.โ
She followed Tyler into the mall and paid attention to his gait. When she saw that he was walking perfectly fine, she inwardly heaved a sigh of relief.
When Tyler first got injured, she was very worried that he might end up disabled. She even prepared herself for the possibility of taking care of him for the rest of his life.
She knew how proud a man he was. How could he accept a disability in his body?
Rachel never told anyone about it, but she had been on tenterhooks the entire time. She was also worried about putting pressure on Tyler.
When they entered the mall, Tylerโs gaze landed on the shops on his left and rightโa jewelry shop and a shop of a well-known perfume brand.
He asked Rachel, โWhat shall we get?โ
Rachel analyzed the situation seriously.
โWhat kind of lady is your customer? Is she an intellectual or a demure lady? Does she dress in an alluring or professional style? Is she radiant and poised, or cute and adorable?โ
Tyler was flabbergasted by the range of options Rachel presented to him. โIs there a difference?โ
โOf course there is! Different kinds of women prefer different things. For example, women who dress more professionally wouldnโt like jewelry. Demure ladies, however, enjoy donning themselves with accessories.โ
Tyler stood stock-still as he pondered the question before replying to Rachel in all seriousness, โIโd describe her as a competent and capable woman. Sheโs probably professional in style, though sometimes people might see her as poised and elegant.โ
His description only served to confuse Rachel further. She was worried that Tylerโs gift might end up backfiring on him.
An idea popped into her mind. โDo you have a photo of her?โ
Tyler pondered for a moment before pulling his phone out of his pocket.
โI have her on my messaging app.โ
He clicked on her profile picture and handed it to Rachel, who glanced cursorily at their chat history.
To her surprise, the woman would text Tyler good morning every day and even report to him her daily schedule. Tyler, on the other hand, only selectively replied to work-related texts.
She clicked on her profile picture.
The woman had long, straight hair, looking very radiant and poised. Rachel couldnโt quite sense her competence through her looks, but guessed that this woman was probably the center of the attention of many men wherever she went. There was a twinkle in her eyes when she smiled. Her skin was fair and dewy, and her face was an unforgettable sight.
Tyler had been staring at Rachel the moment she took his phone. Seeing her fall silent, he bent over and looked into her eyes.
His voice was low and slightly hoarse. โSo, got anything?โ
Rachel snapped back to attention at his words. โYeah. Letโs get her perfume. I think a woman like her would already have plenty of jewelry.โ
โWhatever you say. Letโs grab some perfume.โ
Tyler and Rachel stepped into the perfume shop. The saleslady in the shop surveyed Tyler from head to toe and knew at once that he was no ordinary man. She welcomed him enthusiastically, โSir, madam, how may I help you? Our perfume collections are all very well-known. Everyone who buys a bottle comes back for more.โ
Tyler asked, โDo you have any recommendations?โ
The saleslady glanced at Rachel standing next to Tyler. โAre you getting a bottle for your girlfriend, sir?โ
Tyler looked cursorily at Rachel before retracting his gaze.
โNo. Itโs for another woman.โ