Countdown to My Divorce

Rachel’s mood was already bad, and running into Howard made it worse. She could feel her frustration rising.

Her usually calm eyes narrowed with irritation. “Let go of me, or call for help.”

“Are you going to call your husband?” Howard laughed mockingly as he tilted his head toward the room, his eyes following the scene inside. “But he seems pretty busy.”

His words cut deep. What seemed like a harmless joke felt like a knife twisting in Rachel’s heart.

She looked inside, her stomach tightening as she saw Samantha leaning against William’s shoulder, her cheeks flushed. William, with a drink in his hand, was laughing and chatting with ane and the others, completely relaxed. It was a version of him Rachel had never seen before.

No wonder Zane had said earlier that everything felt too stiff whenever she was around. He wanted to have fun but had to hold back because of her presence.

Rachel’s lips curled into a bitter smile. She really was a bother, wasn’t she?

Howard was a madman, and the patriarch of his family was a retired military officer. In Yurelia City, only the Lewis family could rival the Ziegler family in terms of power. Rachel had once been under William’s protection, and while Howard still had some respect for him, things were different now.

She had no choice but to outsmart him.

Furrowing her brow, she asked, “What do you want, exactly?”

“Nothing much. You embarrassed me back in college. How about you make it up to me with a drink? A little apology for all that humiliation.”

Howard tried to mimic sign language by making hand gestures to Rachel, but after a few moments of awkwardly flailing his hands, he seemed frustrated. “Damn, your ears are really a pain in the ass!”

At that moment, a waiter passed by with a tray of drinks. Howard grabbed two glasses, keeping one for himself. He raised the other toward Rachel, his eyes challenging.

“Drink this, and we’ll call it even. How about it?”

Rachel hesitated, but her only thought now was to leave. This place, this situation–she just wanted to get away. Besides, the drinks had been brought over by a waiter, so Howard probably hadn’t known Ra ould be here.

She picked up the glass. “I hope you keep your word.”

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Howard’s grin widened. “Yeah, drink up and you

can go.”

quickly, then set the empty glass back on the waiter’s tray.

aside, gesturing for her

another, her body suddenly felt weak. In that instant, panic surged through

something

this, she didn’t hesitate. She turned and ran for the door desperate to get out. But before she could even make it, Howard grabbed her arm. His voice followed, dripping

don’t worry. Soon, we’ll be right across from William. He’ll

body was like jelly–completely powerless. She tried to scream,

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“L–let go of me!”

private room opposite William’s. In the moment he turned, Rachel caught sight of William, who was clinking glasses with Samantha. Her ears were tinted pink and her face was radiant with a shy smile, looking

it was being tightly

door to the private room opened, Howard turned to the waiter behind him and tossed out a casual warning. “Keep

nodded frantically. “Yes,

the door slowly swung shut behind them. Her desperate gaze locked onto that narrowing sliver of light–her last

over her with predatory

kind of woman who made people do a double–take when they saw her. It wasn’t just the elegant symmetry of her features;

all kinds of beautiful women, but none like her. She seemed cold and distant, like

licked his lips, his eyes dark with hunger as he reached for Rachel’s

gonna be

just unbuckling his belt when a cool, detached male voice cut through the air behind him:

see Howard’s face freeze momentarily before he turned with a

Howard spat. “Since when did you become so

hotel room, Mr. Ziegler? Is this where you conduct your business now? In a

hair. “The hell’s it to you?” He glance you want her for yourself? But then, what’ll William

pale face

react. He just strolled to the couch, lit a cigarette, and took a slow drag.

think you can threaten me? Who do

her, and it’ll be all

his cigarette and raised his phone,

Howard’s eyes, but then he zipped his pants and grabbed his

with him? Aren’t you afraid the Lewis family will flay you for