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. “Yes, please.

her cheeks lovingly. “There’s no need

only right to

his phone buzzed. His phone was still at the bedside table, and

Samantha to be calling at

said reassuringly, “Answer the call. You’re the only one

“What’s the

I have a fever. My head hurts

in his eyes; he was wishing he could teleport to Samantha

your temperature? Apply

but I still feel very bad. I

her tone weak and pitiful. Anyone’s

her and Samantha Samantha knew how to be weak and vulnerable, while

pondered for a

it. Walt

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

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