Countdown to My Divorce

Chapter 135

Back when she used to think about all of it, Rachel felt like those memories were her biggest source of motivation. But now, looking back, it all felt like some kind of joke.

As she stepped out of the office, she ran into Samantha, who was holding a tray of coffee and clearly on her way in. Samantha gave her a polite nod.

“Hi, Rachel.”

“Mm.” Rachel gave a short response and was about to walk past her.

But Samantha suddenly grabbed her arm lightly. Her voice was soft and delicate. “Rachel, I think William already talked to you, right? He asked you to look out for me during the team–building event.”

Rachel was already irritated, and no matter how hard she tried to keep a lid on it, her signing still came across harsh. “Are you still a child? Can’t you take care of yourself?”

Samantha didn’t say another word.

After lunch, Samantha brought fruit teas for everyone in the office except Rachel.

“Rachel,” she said, putting on her innocent act! “I remembered you prefer coffee. But my doctor said I shouldn’t be drinking any right now because of my health. You’re not mad, right?”

Rachel glanced down at the schedule William had just handed her for tomorrow’s team–building event. Her temples throbbed.

didn’t have the energy to

plans to grab dinner with Cecilia. After such a heavy workload today, a good meal felt

just as they were heading out,

I need you to expedite this file. Our partner

it and flipped through it. She frowned. Her

this project under

a weak, pitiful expression. “I’m really sorry, Rachel. I suddenly felt nauseous. It’s so late, and I couldn’t get a ride, so William has to

time I’m done and get back, it’ll probably be too late to finish

haven’t had dinner yet.

food delivered. It should be downstairs now. They’ll bring it up

were assigning her some grand mission. “I

Rachel’s reply, William walked off with

her lips and turned to Cecilia. “Go ahead without me Looks like I won’t be able to

the hell is

only cares about Samantha. How can he not

a deep breath. Oddly, she was calmer than Cecilia, who was merely a bystander.

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