Countdown to My Divorce

Chapter 66

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After Rachel left, she headed to the mall. She remembered that William said he wanted to accompany her to the mall to buy her father a gift.

Out of basic courtesy, she texted him. [Do you have time now? If not, I can go alone.]

William replied to her rather quickly. [Rachel, I’m still in a meeting. Head over first and use my card. Take it as a gift from me to our father.]

Rachel knew William way too well to understand that his words meant he didn’t have the time to come over.

She kept her phone, looking placid. She didn’t have her hopes up, anyway.

Rachel didn’t have a good relationship with her family. Aside from her father, who treated her slightly better, everyone saw her as a jinx—she was a pariah in the house.

At the thought of this being their last meeting, Rachel figured that just one gift for her father might not be sufficient. She decided to buy one for everyone.

By the time she was done, William hadn’t texted her at all. Since she had time, she bought some outfits for herself and paid for them with William’s card.

She was practically forced to do it, since William’s dream woman liked all of her clothes. She considered herself a clean freak and refused to touch something someone else had put their hands on.

William received

bricks because she couldn’t secure an appointment with Tyler. Her eyes were red and bloodshot from all the crying as she looked piteously

still hasn’t managed to secure an appointment. How could she fail? She could get in Mr. Hunt’s car,

were tightly knitted, and he didn’t even hear what Samantha was saying. He thought he must have made a mistake, but after checking it twice, he confirmed that the

was still hanging on his arm, whining in a coquettish tone she was confident would melt

“William…”

I need

he typed a few words and sent them

use my card to buy

a cold laugh when she saw

money. Regardless of how busy they were, money matters would command their

the gentlest of

Since it has been such a long time since I visited them, I thought that one gift for our father didn’t seem genuine enough, so I bought a gift for everyone, too: I threw away

impeccable, leaving no room for William to find any fault

her a reply, she followed up

to part with your

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