Countdown to My Divorce

Chapter 33

Rachel immediately decided to throw out all those dresses once she got home. Just the thought of Samantha possibly wearing one of her clothes while getting it on with William made her stomach turn with disgust.

For some reason, the call was mysteriously disconnected shortly after.

Rachel laughed coldly, her eyes sharp with realization.

It was likely that Samantha or William had accidentally answered the call. If they looked at the call time later, they would probably be relieved that Rachel was still deaf. Otherwise, she would have caught on to their affair.

As expected, less than two minutes later, William sent her a message.

[Did you call just now?]

Rachel looked at the message and couldn’t help but sneer. She almost wanted to recommend William pursue acting–such a waste of his talent.

Her fingers trembled slightly as she typed her reply. [Are you still coming?]

some work to finish. The head of Dynafort Enterprise wants me for a discussion about

eyes. [It’s okay. I brought something for Mom on your

Mom I’m sorry. I’ll talk to her next year, I

respond. She kept telling herself that it didn’t matter that it wouldn’t be long

her phone away, ready

dark eyes. At first, she thought she was imagining things- but then she realized

man stood tall and composed, dressed in a perfectly tailored black suit that made him look even more serious and cold than usual. There was an unmistakable air of detachment around him, as if he were

was holding a bouquet

didn’t immediately understand who he was here for. It wasn’t until the moment hit her that

year, Rachel would always see a bouquet of carnations in front of Melanie’s tombstone. It would always

her life. Aside from family, no one else had ever come to

Could it be…?

confirmed when Tyler walked past her, stepping over the spot where she

he said, “Looks like your daughter didn’t inherit your good genes