Countdown to My Divorce

Chapter 83

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Rachel couldn’t hold back a smirk.

The man who once swore so fervently that he would never let her get hurt turned out to be the one to hurt her the

most.

A man’s promise only remained valid at the time when it was spoken, and not anymore after that.

Rachel lowered her head and replied to his text. Her thumb hovered over the keys as she was plagued by hesitation. By the time she was done typing, her palms were all wet.

[Sure, go be busy.]

Jim could sense the change in Rachel’s mood. “What is it? Did something happen?”

Rachel kept her phone and snapped back to attention. “Father, William said that he’s held up at work and might not be able to rush here. He said he’ll have a meal with you next time.”

Jim didn’t say anything further about it. “I know how busy you youngsters can get. It’s fine. Why don’t you head back after dinner?”

to attend to, too. We’ll have a meal

she herself had no idea whether there was a

was every possibility that the two of them might clash and

Jim reminded her, “Treat your wound when you get

before opening the door of the study. Hot tears

take her leave Yvette came blocking her

looked down her nose at Rachel. “What, thinking

Yvette, Rachel threw her a

was the legitimate daughter of the Lloyd family, while Rachel was nothing but a

she have to behave so high–and–mighty around

place where you can come and go as you like! For all we know,

cold. “I

to instruct the servants next to her. “Wendy,

made a move in Rachel’s direction, but Rachel bellowed,

no clue what was going on. Rachel was clearly just a young lady, but at that moment, the air of authority

rooted to the ground, not daring to move a

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instinctively glanced

staring at me? Search her! If something