Countdown to My Divorce

Chapter 30

“Don’t worry, Samantha. Rachel was just busy earlier. She said shell drink it later,” said William, quickly trying to calm her

down.

Samantha’s voice immediately softened, turning playful as she replied, “You’re just saying that. I didn’t see Rachel drink it! William, you’ve got to help me explain. I can be a bit awkward sometimes and might upset people without meaning to.”

Rachel’s skin crawled at Samantha’s sweet, almost flirtatious tone. At this moment, she almost wished her hearing had never returned, if only to spare herself from listening to Samantha flirting with William.

“Don’t worry, Rachel won’t be mad. She’s not the type to hold a grudge. I know her well,” Williamn replied.

“Then, make her drink the coffee!” Samantha’s voice was so bright and cheerful, like a little girl asking for something, making it hard to resist.

William held the coffee out in front of Rachel and leaned it closer to her lips. “You heard her–she’s apologizing sincerely. Surely you won’t hold a grudge against a young lady who queued for two hours despite her injured leg?”

Rachel’s brow furrowed. She had no desire to prolong this farce with Samantha.

she hissed, “I said

is her sincere gesture.

cup didn’t waver, still hovering

felt as if he was rubbing salt into her wounds. But it

unmistakably clear.

hurt anymore; she

in one swift motion, she snatched the coffee from his hand and drained it in front of

“Happy now?”

her head in that infuriatingly placating way. “Don’t be angry. Next time, if you don’t want

her bring it to you. But you’re the wife of Lewis

but she didn’t argue. She turned and climbed into bed, pulling the covers around her. “I’m tired; I

I’ll be back after my video conference,”

had already ended the video call with

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