Countdown to My Divorce

Chapter 8

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William had a terrible night.

Unable to sleep well, he woke up with a pounding headache and a heavy, uncomfortable feeling all over his body. When he opened his eyes, his stomach was empty and aching. He turned over, but the space next to him was empty. He rubbed his temples, trying to ease the pressure in his head.

“Rachel…” he murmured softly.

The door creaked open, revealing Arsen in the doorway.

“Mr. Lewis, you’re awake.”

William pushed the covers off and sat up. “Where’s Rachel?”

“She left early for the office, sir,” Arsen answered.

William got out of bed, got dressed, and walked into the dining room. The table was set, but there was only some bread and milk served.

“Where’s the chicken soup?” he asked with a frown.

Arsen lowered his head. “Sorry, Mr. Lewis, I don’t know how to make chicken soup. Mrs. Lewis said she was busy with work and didn’t have time to make it. She said you could just eat whatever’s here.”

William felt a wave of frustration he couldn’t explain. Whenever he had a hangover, Rachel always made sure he had his favorite chicken soup. It didn’t matter how busy she was, or even if it meant waking up at four or five in the morning to cook it for him.

This was the first time he had woken up to find the table empty, without her there.

His stomach hurt again, sharper this time. He hunched over, instinctively pressing his hand to his stomach.

“Get me my stomach medicine,” he said.

Arsen began looking around, clearly flustered. “Mr. Lewis, where do you keep your stomach medicine?”

William realized suddenly that Rachel was always the one who placed the medicine on the table for him whenever he had stomach issues.

“Text Rachel. Ask her where it

more times, bu moments, he put the phone down, unsure

Lewis didn’t reply,” Arsen

still no response. After a

only made his mood worse. Add to that the fact

it. Just go out and get me some stomach medicine and

Arsen replied

usually made for him. He wouldn’t know, but she always considered his weak stomach. She would wake up at three in the morning to prepare it for him. It would simmer for hours,

chicken soup Arsen had bought was from the most expensive restaurant in Yurelia City, and was nothing like Rachel’s. William took

“It’s awful,” he muttered.

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a café, sipping coffee and enjoying breakfast. When she saw the name flashing on her phone screen, a cold smile tugged

for William had always come with one condition–he had to be just as devoted to

anymore. He wasn’t just physically with someone else, his heart had left

than ten days, she would

one last obstacle to overcome. She needed to convince Tyler, who was as tough as concrete. He didn’t care about anything but results, and he never let personal feelings get in the way. The only way

couldn’t give up until

to head to the office. As soon as she walked in, she saw a crowd gathered around Samantha,

was smiling brightly, her clear, fair face glowing with happiness. Gone was the awkwardness on her face at the auction the night before. She was gently touching the necklace around her neck, clearly proud of

right. My boyfriend bought it for me,” Samantha said. “He said if others have it, his little princess should have it too.”

of them said, a dreamy look on

shy, girlish gleam. “My boyfriend said that when I get pregnant, he’ll get an even bigger gift for

further away, froze. It felt like her whole body had gone stiff,

over with a slight sense of panic. “Good morning, Ms.

back to reality, her

hurried over and started signing, saying, “Ms. Lloyd,

on Samantha’s neck.

followed, landing on the silver necklace around Samantha’s

Heart

of managing the complex issues with Lewis