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.

and cooly said, “With all the racket you’re causing, are you planning to announce to the

when he saw the

Tyler cut in

William immediately corrected

Howard sure travels fast, huh?” Tyler said dryly. “She’s inside.

strode past William and out

Rachel bundled

he reached for her, she flinched away, snapping, “Don’t touch

his touch. He assumed she was still shaken. After all, he knew exactly what Howard was capable of

he backed off.

a middle–aged man in a suit appeared at the door. “Is Ms. Lloyd here? I’m Yuvan Lane, the doctor Mr. Hunt called.”

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

examined her and gave her a pill.

you,” Rachel murmured as she lowered

William walked Yuvan out, she overheard his hushed question: “Were there any signs that my wife was