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.

she said, trying to keep her voice steady. “That proposal

Tyler said, “but are you sure

rubbed his forehead,

“Even if he does, it doesn’t matter. The moment you secure the management rights, I’ll resign

gave her a quick look. “Well, aren’t

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

ready to come clean with William,”

was only doing this because of

But now…

more thoughtful and composed than

only proved one thing–William hadn’t

eyes was gone. What was

too sharp. Sometimes, he didn’t even need the full story –he could just follow the

planned to leave Yurelia City, not even Cecilia Rachel wanted

with the proposal, I hope you can talk

replied, “but there’s still one small

Rachel asked, genuinely surprised. She had gone through the proposal again and again, making