Countdown to My Divorce

The feeling of soft fur brushing against her made all the hairs on Rachel’s arms stand up. She jumped off the couch in shock and, without thinking, reached out to grab the hem of Tyler’s shirt.

“Mr. Hunt…”

Why couldn’t Tyler control his dog?!

Tyler barely lifted his eyes, his tone lazy. “He just wants you to pet him.”

Rachel looked at him, doubtful. “Are you sure he doesn’t want to eat me?”

She couldn’t shake the feeling that the dog might leap at her any second.

Tyler took a sip of his coffee, then leaned back on the couch. “He does want to eat meat.”

That one sentence had Rachel shrinking back into the cushions, her whole body tense.

Tyler glanced at her and added, “He doesn’t eat people, so why are you freaking out?”

Rachel knew Tyler liked to mess with people, but still, the dog was huge. It was hard not to be at least a little scared.

She just wanted to get this over with and leave.

we should talk about Project Oasis,” she said, trying to keep her voice steady. “That proposal from last time- what

fine,” Tyler said, “but are you sure William won’t figure it

rubbed his forehead, looking

deep breath, then said calmly, “Even if he does, it doesn’t matter. The moment you secure the management rights, I’ll resign from Lewis

a quick look. “Well, aren’t

through. “So, there’s no need for you to worry. I’ll take full responsibility for whatever

come clean with William,”

thought she was only doing this because of her mother’s final wish, not because she had truly thought

But now…

more thoughtful and composed than she

that only proved one thing–William

gone. What was

personal matters with Tyler. The man was too sharp. Sometimes, he didn’t even

Rachel planned to leave Yurelia City, not even

proposal, I hope

“but there’s still one small issue with

She had gone through the proposal again