Countdown to My Divorce

Huh?

Rachel’s jaw hit the floor. This was her first time hearing someone ask to be stolen. Even the way it was phrased sounded strange.

Rachel knew she couldn’t outwit Tyler. The gears in his brain turned in a completely different way, and he always had a cutting remark at the tip of his tongue.

“I’ll go upstairs to get it,” she said.

Tyler watched Rachel’s back as she disappeared, his dog following suit.

At Lewis Enterprise, William and Samantha were out meeting a client after talking about Cecilia.

On the way, they bumped into Howard. Somehow, he didn’t look his usual arrogant self; he seemed less rough around the edges.

William remembered how Howard called him to inform him that Rachel was with Tyler, and that he didn’t have time to settle scores with him before.

William opened the door and hopped out of the car, making a beeline for Howard. He grabbed Howard’s collar, shooting the latter a vicious glare.

Touch Rachel one more time, and don’t blame me for being

he could always count on his family to bail him out. That was precisely what led to His arrogant and

in Howard’s heart. On the contrary, his usual

me? If it weren’t for me, you’d still be in the dark about your wife and Tyler. How were things in there? Did Tyler have a

were bold; he showed no signs of restraint, the wicked

composed demeanor all but gone.

his grip over Howard’s collar

nothing more than to give Howard a

Our families are currently business partners. Lay a finger on me, and I’ll

to pull a punch, but immediately held

guts Tyler

to drug him. Howard couldn’t quite confirm that, though, because he had drugged Rachel in the first

loggerheads with each other, and would never fail

slowly pried William’s

to Tyler and your wife. On