He averted his gaze, but his Adam’s apple bobbed slightly.

Meanwhile, Regina, who was still sitting on the bed, shot me a smug look.

She did that on purpose.

“Tyler!” I gritted my teeth, barely holding back my anger. An inexplicable sense of humiliation crept up my spine.

Before he could respond, Regina let out a dramatic little gasp.

“Oh no, Tyler! Grab me some tissues, I’m leaking! The bed’s all wet!”

The tissues were right there on the nightstand, yet Tyler scrambled over like it was an emergency.

It was as if they had completely forgotten the concept of boundaries. Without hesitation, he pressed tissues against her chest.

The way he did it—so naturally, so practiced—made my stomach turn.

My hands clenched into fists at my sides.

Still facing away from me, Tyler spoke as he continued tending to her. “Lisa, don’t overthink this. Gina just had a baby. This is all normal. You shouldn’t be so narrow-minded about it. One day, you’ll go through the same thing.”

I let out a cold laugh. “So, is that your excuse for having no shame?”

Ever since she moved into my bedroom, Tyler had been “accidentally” walking into the wrong room in the middle of the night.