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 from last time-

“but are you sure William won’t figure it

rubbed his forehead, looking

it doesn’t matter. The moment you secure the

a quick look. “Well, aren’t

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

you’re ready to come clean

At first, he thought she was only doing this because of her mother’s final wish, not because

But now…

thoughtful and composed

only proved one thing–William hadn’t treated her all that

was gone. What was left I was calmness and

didn’t even need the full story –he

knew Rachel planned to leave Yurelia City, not even Cecilia Rachel wanted to

I hope you can talk to William about it

Tyler replied, “but there’s still one

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