Countdown to My Divorce

“I’ve just finished some work,” Rachel said, her voice calm.

Samantha and William stood side by side, looking, like a couple. Anyone who didn’t know them would have assumed they were married.

Samantha glanced nervously at Rachel, fumbling for an explanation. “Rachel, I’m sorry. I was going to finish checking the data, but William said I should eat first. You haven’t eaten yet either, so why don’t you come with us?”

Rachel smirked.

Us, huh? It sounded like such a simple, friendly invitation.

Noticing the shift in Rachel’s mood, William stepped forward and gently placed a hand on her shoulder. “She’s just came back from overseas and isn’t familiar with things yet. I happened to get a reservation at Moon & Barrel, your favorite place. Come with us.”

If Rachel hadn’t already seen through him, she might have been touched by his effort. But she wasn’t fooled.

Looking up at the man she had loved for seven years, her eyes were cold. “Really? Well, it’s too bad. I have a meeting with a business partner this afternoon. You should take Ms. Judd instead.

She wasn’t about to sit and watch them play their little games behind closed doors, all while pretending to enjoy the delicious food at Moon & Barrel.

William reached for her hand, his brows furrowed as he softly said, “Work will always be there. Your health is more important Don’t overdo it, okay?”

Rachel smirked, then pulled her hand away from his. “If Ms. Judd could improve her efficiency and take her work seriously, maybe I’d have less to do.”

Samantha stood quietly beside them, looking uncomfortable at Rachel’s words.

Rachel glanced at her watch, then turned to leave. Once she was outside the office, she took a deep breath. It was hard to breathe in the office with the suffocating scent of Samantha’s perfume lingering in the air.

She found a nearby spot to grab a quick meal, trying to shake off the tension. As she was eating, William sent her a message.

[Caleb just came back from abroad. There’s a gathering tonight, so come with me, okay?]

Rachel didn’t really enjoy these kinds of gatherings, but always went to support Will around, the other guys acted differently–more stiff and awkward. It was clear they she usually kept to herself.

But Caleb Spencer had always been kind to her, so she agreed to go this time.

[Okay.]

She knew that whenever she was t feel comfortable with her there, so

But Rachel didn’t push. She knew that as long as she made some progress with Tyler, everything

sign. As soon as the door opened, a sharp smell hit her, and she frowned,

stay in this place forever, can you? It’s bad for your

out working on projects more

she was supposed to give you? She’s just over there putting on

every time. When Mr. Lewis is around, she acts like she’s working

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Chapter 10

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drinking coffee.”

With William backing, Samantha, she could sit around all day with her legs

with swift confidence. Just focus on doing our

Rachel to stay this calm–anyone else would’ve lost it

company, already by the car. As she opened the door, she saw him

you like them?” he asked, his voice

reaching out to take them. Then, she unconsciously noticed

she

started driving toward the gathering. While one

still in its early stages. Samantha’s used to working overseas, where things move at a different pace. She’s probably still

“You think asking her to research the Oasis Project and put together a data summary is

project was to ensure the data gathered was correct. It didn’t matter whether

William not realize how much he was

Rachel’s voice. He sighed and tried to explain, keeping

her now… reminds me of you when you first joined the company- nervous, unsure, still figuring things out. I was busy with work back then and didn’t have time to watch over you. You had to face a lot

“Best Actor” when she left. Sh conversation. A man could always find endless

said, pulling

to

no matter how

bring the flowers inside, but then figured it would be better than keeping them. At least this way,

the car, he came around to Rachel’s side and wrapped his arm around her shoulders. She could

discomfort, William lowered his head

it low–key,” Rachel replied,

smiling. “No, we’re going to let them see just how much