Countdown to My Divorce

Rachel’s foggy mind snapped awake at the sound of William’s voice.

Her eyes flew to the door in panic. “Why is William here?”

“Well, looks like our deal’s off,” Tyler said with mock disappointment.

Rachel frowned. Was he seriously not worried?

He calmly buttoned his shirt and pulled the blanket over her.

When he moved toward the door, Rachel instinctively grabbed his sleeve. “What are you doing?”

If he opened that door now and let William see this scene, this wouldn’t just blow up in her face. Tyler wouldn’t walk away unscathed either.

“You think keeping quiet and hiding in here will stop him from coming in?” Tyler asked flatly, no trace of his earlier desire in his voice.

He had a point. Hiding would only make them look guiltier.

the door open and cooly said, “With all the racket you’re causing, are you

face darkened when he saw the other

Mr. Hunt,” Tyler

William

about Howard sure travels fast, huh?” Tyler said dryly. “She’s inside. The doctor will be here in

he strode past William and out of

finding Rachel bundled

for her, she flinched away, snapping, “Don’t

Rachel recoiled from his touch. He assumed she was still shaken. After all, he knew exactly what Howard was capable of when he wanted

hovering awkwardly, he backed off.

at the door. “Is Ms. Lloyd here? I’m Yuvan Lane, the doctor Mr. Hunt called.” William nodded stiffly. “Yes.

realize that Tyler had already called for help. He had been toying with

a pill. “This should take effect

you,” Rachel murmured as she lowered

Yuvan out, she overheard his hushed question: