Countdown to My Divorce

Cecilia was startled by the strange look on Rachel’s face. “Hey! What’s going on? You’re scaring me.”

Rachel quickly shook her head. “I’m fine. I just need to go out for a bit.”

Cecilia frowned and called out, “But we still have a meeting with Trinity Enterprise…”

Rachel didn’t reply, just left the office. She took a cab to her mother’s old house, which had been sitting empty for a long time. At one point, she had considered selling it.

But William had said, “We don’t need the money. Just leave the house here. It’ll be a way for you to hold onto your memories. Whenever you come back, you’ll feel like your mom is still with you.”

In her final days, her mother had trusted William with everything, and Rachel understood why. At that time, he treated her mother even better than she did. Neighbors praised him endlessly, and sometimes she even felt like she didn’t measure up.

But even the best people could change.

Rachel unlocked the door and stepped inside her mother’s room. She pulled down a box from the top of the wardrobe and opened it, going through it until she found an old photo album.

Yes, this was where she had seen Tyler before.

cross–legged on the floor, flipping through the pages slowly until she finally found the photo on the second–to–last

16 or 17 at the time, but was already over six feet tall. His face still held a trace of youthful awkwardness, yet the lines were

quiet

every time Rachel saw him, she felt a

Tyler in the photo was his mother. The picture had clearly been torn up and carefully put

how could Rachel’s

when she s she needed to rely

her bag and rushed out to take

was finally clicking.

then, Samantha happened to step out of

and pointed. “Isn’t

nodded. Confusion crossed her face. “Wait, isn’t that Mr. Hunt’s company? What’s

and Lewis Enterprise have been competitors for a while. Mr. Lewis and Mr. Hunt don’t

built up LS Enterprise in just two years, they surpassed Lewis Enterprise. So, we’re enemies with LS Enterprise. I wonder

gasped and covered her mouth. “Do you think