Countdown to My Divorce

Tyler rested his chin on his hand, elbow propped on the table. He glanced over at them as if he were just an observer, completely uninterested in stepping in to help.

The woman was clearly angry, her face turning bright red. “Don’t get too cocky. He’ll only be interested in you for a couple of days. He’s been with more women than you’ve had meals, so don’t delude yourself into thinking he’d ever waste real effort on you.”

Rachel shrugged, unfazed.

She wasn’t trying to date Tyler. How many women he had been with didn’t concern her. Besides, a powerful and attractive man like him was bound to attract attention. It wasn’t surprising.

“It’s fine. As long as his focus is on me now, that’s all that matters Rachel quipped, smirking.

Clearly taken aback by Rachel’s calm response, the woman shot her one last glare before storming out of the office.

Rachel watched her leave, then quickly closed the door behind her. She checked the time–she still had a meeting with a client

soon.

deep breath, she got straight to the point: “Mr. Hunt, the Oasis Project deadline is

hadn’t been her mother’s dying wish, she would’ve given up after Tyler’s initial refusal. There would have

with her situation… She wished to never see him again

meet his sharp gaze. He usually had

could think of was last night. As memories flooded her mind, she could feel the

Tyler teased, “What’s wrong? Not

throat awkwardly. “Sorry, I panicked just now. Also,

to use that as a way to make a deal with me?” Tyler asked. His voice was cool, with a

bother to flatter him. She could tell this man wasn’t

not seem ideal, but if it works, it works. And honestly, I’m running out of time. Since you knew my mom, you

said

cold, like he was made of

surprised. Tyler was well known for not caring about anyone

lip. “I’m not trying to use my mother to get on your good side. But when