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.

teeth, she hissed, “I said my

two hours. This is her sincere gesture. If you refuse, she’ll

the coffee cup didn’t waver, still hovering at her lips.

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

unmistakably clear.

she was just

into a tight line as she shot William a frigid glare. Then, in one swift motion, she snatched the coffee

“Happy now?”

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

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

She turned and climbed into bed, pulling the covers around her. “I’m tired; I want to rest. Can you

back after my video conference,” William

already ended the video

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