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.

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

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

in to

still married. How could she possibly compare to someone like herself,

choice but to slowly lower

looked pitifully at Gerald. “Grandpa, you have

say anything harsh to Tyler. Tyler’s company was at its peak. Everyone knew it was only a matter of time before he overtook

the dominant force in Yurelia City, squashing the Lloyd family would be a walk in the

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

bear with

still rying and

Clenching her fists, she ran

face.

and turned to the maids. “Go up and calm

“Yes, sir.”

She couldn’t help but remember how, not so long