Countdown to My Divorce

Although Rachel had a mild temperament, she had finally reached her limit.

Her composed expression now carried an icy edge, and the look in her eyes had turned stormy. She no longer seemed like someone who could be reasoned with.

She slowly walked up to Yvette and stared at her for a few seconds Suddenly, she raised her hand and slapped Yvette hard across

the face.

“Ah!!” Yvette instinctively covered her mouth. She glared at Rache. “How dare you hit me in front of Grandpa?”

“So what?” Rachel asked calmly. “Didn’t you hear Mr. Hunt earlier? He said I could do it in his place. One more thing, you can say whatever you want about me, but don’t drag Mom into it. She’s your mother too!”

“So what if she is? She always loved you more!” Yvette snapped. m her real daughter, and she still defended you at every turn!

“If she never wanted me, why bother giving birth to me in the first place? Why should someone like you who’s not even part of the family get to boss me around?”

Yvette was visibly furious, and she raised her hand to strike back.

A man’s voice interrupted.

you hit back, that’ll just earn you another slap. Like I said, I don’t hit women.

trembled with barely contained anger. She really couldn’t understand what was so great about

step in to defend

possibly compare to someone like herself, who had never even

choice but to slowly lower

eyes misty with tears, and looked pitifully at Gerald. “Grandpa,

harsh to Tyler. Tyler’s company was at its peak. Everyone knew it was only a matter of

the dominant force in Yurelia City, squashing

placed a hand on Yvette’s shoulder and spoke softly. “This time,

Just bear with it

was still rying and covering

eyes welled with tears. Clenching her fists, she ran out of the

face.

and turned to the maids.

“Yes, sir.”

not so long ago, she was the one Gerald used to