Countdown to My Divorce

Tyler’s eyes narrowed. “Do you think he’s pursuing me?”

Rachel looked confused. “Wasn’t he?”

She realized something was wrong the moment the words left her Ups.

“No, to be more accurate, he was pursuing both of us.”

Rachel didn’t know why seeing her with Tyler drove Howard mad. What exactly did he want?

Tyler dusted the ash from his cigarette with his fingers.

“You can say that Howard is interested in you. He sees me as an enemy he wants dead. The relationship between the three of us has become rather delicate. He’s getting a little too excited.”

Rachel said worriedly, “You should know that his grandfather treats him like a precious treasure. No one in Yurelia City dares to lay a finger on him. That collision seemed pretty serious. Will he get you in trouble?”

“He started it first. I was fighting a potential criminal. His grandfather should be thanking me for stopping his spoiled brat of a grandson from getting into even bigger trouble, which might drag their entire family down.”

Tyler spoke in a leisurely and relaxed tone, as if the car chase with Howard just now was nothing but a harmless game.

days ago–about Howard drugged and locked up in a small, dark room,

was clear that he didn’t have the guts to lay a finger on Howard. The only one who could be behind it was this man before her, who

is, you’d better

on the ground and

such a busybody about other people’s affairs? Take care of yourself

at him doubtfully. “What do you mean by that? Would he make

only two such cars in the world, she wouldn’t be able to

and whispered in a deliberately

on his face made Rachel’s heart tighten in

knew that the Ziegler family’s influence stretched beyond the country. Would offending Howard affect her future plans to

look on Rachel’s face, her brows

really have no other way

at him doubtfully. “What can

and daily life. Play with him, take him for walks, and coax him to sleep at

shouldn’t be too difficult.”

on her slightly pale