Countdown to My Divorce

Chapter 112

“I was helping Mr. Hunt into the washroom and accidentally got soine water splashed on me. Mr. Hunt’s assistant helped buy this outfit for me.”

Rachel sounded neither offensive nor defensive; she spoke without so much as a twitch in her eyebrow, making it difficult for William to find anything suspicious in her tone.

Samantha asked curiously, “How did you help Mr. Hunt alleviate the effects of the drug? I heard that it’s impossible to resist them just by sheer willpower!”

Smiling, she explained further, “Rachel, I’m not doubting your and Mr. Hunt’s innocence. I’m just curious. I don’t know much about it, and only heard about it on TV.”

Her words deliberately pushed Rachel into the eye of the storm.

Samantha was no stranger to the birds and the bees. Everyone knew that ordinary people would find it nearly impossible to overcome the effects of such aphrodisiacs. 1

Although William didn’t ask any further, the look in his eyes made it clear that he was waiting for Rachel’s response.

The tension in the room was palpable.

Rachel felt her breath catch in her throat and her heart race. She alone knew how antsy she felt inside despite how calm and composed she remained on the outside.

nails dug into the flesh of her palms. The sudden, sharp

amiss, things would

had to get past this as calmly as she

and tilted her head to

drug, but you know Tyler and how mind–boggling his tolerance level is. You can’t

the alternative of telling a fib would probably have been a

that a lie would need to be covered up by even

would rather tell the truth. Aside from one particular detail, she had no qualms about telling William everything

no strange to Tyler’s astonishing

that regard, Tyler was no human but a beast

ability in many aspects, tolerating things many others found impossible. He tolerated not

William’s relationship with Tyler, but each time she mentioned Tyler, she could clearly sense something amiss in

in the room. William’s face fell, but he kept quiet, his silence a form of torment to

felt so nervous, she

and said, “Once Project Oasis comes to an end, I hope you’ll cease all

“Okay,” she complied obediently.