Countdown to My Divorce

Rachel avoided contact with William for the rest of the night.

He kept trying to draw near to her, and she had to suppress the disgust rising in her chest as much as she could. William, sensing her resistance, tilted her face toward him. “What is it? Do you feel unwell or something?”

Rachel had to make up an excuse. “I’m having my period, and my stomach is cramping.”

William furrowed his brows as he glanced at the calendar. Didn’t your period end on the 12th?”

Rachel sat stunned. Her period ended on the 2nd, not the 12th.

Whose period did he take note of?

Come to think of it, who else could it be but Samantha’s?

One with

Rachel didn’t expose him and instead surmised, “It’s probably getting irregular because something’s wrong my body.”

William covered her abdomen with a warm palm. “Is it cramping very badly? Should I get a hot water bottle and a warm cup of tea?

Rachel’s period wasn’t actually here, but she wanted to see if William would really do as he suggested.

furrowed her brows.

need to be so polite

a smile. “It’s only right

the bedside table, and Rachel saw from the corner of

expect Samantha to be

the only one she can depend on,

call. “What’s the matter, calling

can you please come over? I think I have a fever. My head hurts and I

could see the worry and anxiety in his eyes; he was

take your temperature? Apply a cold towel to your

I still feel very bad. I think my temperature

down, her tone weak

probably the difference between her and Samantha Samantha knew how to be weak and vulnerable,

for a moment

it. Walt for

+25 BONUS

cold at his words. The moment Samantha opened her mouth, she was doomed to be defeated. Samantha’s voice suddenly sounded more lively

you! William, you must