Countdown to My Divorce

Rachel frowned at the thought of the two companies organizing a joint team–building event.

The image of William and Samantha being together again suggested it was inevitable someone would gossip about it.

It was probably best if she didn’t go.

But she didn’t voice that thought to Tyler. She only responded with a grunt.

After they finished eating, Rachel paid the bill, and they left. It was already late by the time they stepped out of the restaurant.

Once they got in the car, Tyler asked, “Do you want me to take you home?”

“No, just drop me off at-” Before she could finish, her phone rang again. “Sorry, I need to take this.” Rachel swiped to answer. Cecilia, what’s wrong? I was just about to head over.”

“My kid’s running a fever. We’re at the hospital now. Rachel, would you mind staying at a hotel tonight instead?“.

Rachel was well aware of Cecilia’s family situation and didn’t even question the change in plans. “Do you need my help with anything?”

Cecilia immediately waved it off. “No, no, I’ve got it under control, just feel bad. Everything was already arranged.

fine. Really. Just call me if anything

Rachel had no choice but to

Hunt, could you drop

“Sure.”

the pedal, the car sped off into the

“1

Tangerine Hotel, Rachel

for her ID. After a while, her expression changed.

to bring it.

How could she forget?

Rachel looked at

in without it?

but things have been strict lately. Without a valid ID, we can’t check you in unless you have a friend who has theirs.

who popped into Rachel’s head was Tyler. She quickly said, “Can

ran toward the exit and spotted Tyler just

and knocked on his

“Mr. Hunt, wait!”