Countdown to My Divorce

Chapter 7

Everything, had seemed to be going fine, but things had now take turn. Suddenly, the spotlight was on Rachel and Tyler, making Rachel’s heart skip a beat.

Everyone in the industry knew that Lewis Enterprise and LS Enterprise were rivals. In Yurelia City, only those two companies had the strength to compete head–to–head. Getting too close to the competition was bound to raise suspicion.

But as long as her acting was good enough, it wouldn’t be a problem.

Rachel kept her calm and smoothly replied, “I accidentally stepped on Mr. Hunt’s shoe earlier. I figured I should apologize. That’s not too much, is it?”

Tyler casually responded, “That’s right. Mrs. Lewis was about to apologize to me, but then you showed up, Mr. Lewis.” William glared at Tyler, his brow furrowing in frustration as his expression darkened. “You-”

“Mr. Lewis,” Tyler interrupted before William could continue. “Since you’re here, you apologize on your wife’s behalf. I don’t usually like to make things difficult for women.”

Rachel stared at Tyler in disbelief. Did this man not have any shame? He nearly made her fall earlier, and now had the nerve to say he didn’t like making things hard for women–with a straight face no less!

William stayed silent, his expression dark. Rachel felt something was off with him tonight, especially after meeting Tyler. He seemed more restless than usual.

A few moments later, Tyler rubbed his forehead and spoke again in a clearly impatient manner: “I thought the rumors said you treat your wife like a precious treasure. Were those lies?”

The words were casual, but the pressure in Tyler’s voice was unmistakable.

There was a time when Rachel would’ve immediately stepped in to defend William. She hated seeing people push her loved ones around. People could mess with her, but she wouldn’t let anyone mess with the ones she cared about.

But tonight, she just wanted to see what William would do.

She knew him well. He was an extremely prideful man who wouldn’t just apologize to the competition. Plus, there were so many people watching. If word got out, it would be all over the news by tomorrow.

The tension in the air grew thicker.

“Mr. Hunt, it’s not that big of a deal. It’s just a pair of shoes, right? We can pay for the spoke up.

you’d like,‘

“Samantha cautiously

lips. “Is this young lady perhaps your next wife, Mr.

stung, and

pulled her behind him. “I forgot to introduce her to you, Mr.

his watch with disinterest. “I

with hurt, her cheeks flushed red. She clutched William’s jacket, her voice thick

tightened, his fists clenching and unclenching as he

a mistake. As her husband, I should be the one to take responsibility. What do you want, Mf. Hunt?” he finally said, his voice

him to stop. “If you drink

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to stop him. “That won’t do. Willian can’t hold his liquor. I’ll drink in his

reached for the champagne, ready to down it. However, William snatched it away before it touched her

You’re allergic

tightening. He remembered Samantha was allergic to alcohol,

drank the champagne in one go, while Samantha’s eyes were filled with concern,

a show as he leaned casually against a nearby chair, his eyes never leaving William as

remarkable tolerance for alcohol,

churned, the alcohol hitting him harder than he expected. However, he kept his composure and looked at Rachel with a pale face. He

should be messed

instinctively reached out to hold his arm. “You need to go

a cab home. Let

smiled sweetly

care of William. His stomach is usually sensitive after drinking, and he gets severe stomach pains the next day. Also

She didn’t respond

on your way back, Ms. Judd. And from now on, call him Mr. Lewis in public. If someone overhears and thinks you’re… something

argue, Rachel guided William out of the room. tha stood there, staring at their retreating backs.

against his Bugatti

heart skipped a beat, and she quickly looked away. As she opened the car door and helped William inside, Tyler’s car drove past them, the two