Countdown to My Divorce

“Come to my office after the meeting,” William said.

Rachel lowered her gaze. She gulped before replying, “Okay.”

William gave a few more instructions about the team–building event, then dismissed the meeting

Samantha walked over to Rachel, clutching her folder. Her tone was meek and unsure when she spoke. “Rachel, if I’ve done something to upset you, you can just tell me., But you really didn’t have to put Mr. Lewis on the spot in front of everyone.”

Rachel frowned. “I’m not upset with you.”

She had no interest in watching Samantha put on her act. Without another word, she turned and walked out of the conference

room.

Cecilia noticed the gloomy look on Rachel’s face. “Are you alright?

“I’m fine. I just need to go over there for a bit.”

Rachel pushed open the door to William’s office. He was standing by the floor–to–ceiling window. The moment she stepped inside, the chill in the air was palpable. It felt so cold it made her back tense.

he was. She had just embarrassed

calm and composed manner. “Mr.

look–over with a sneering expression. “Where did

this morning that Samantha had someone spying on them. Whether or not they got anything

“Yeah.”

so easily and boldly, His expression instantly

woman. Do you really think spending the

time he’d spoken to her with such bluntness. William had always tried to smooth things over before. Never

fist at her side. She looked at

I wanted to stay

just staying at the house for a few days. You still can’t

hands were shaking slightly. She bit her lower lip before lifting her gaze to meet his. “Am

swept across her face. It

Tyler? You were trying to get under my skin, weren’t you? And today,

sentence knocked the

He was right.