Countdown to My Divorce

William frowned instinctively at Tyler’s words. He turned to look at him. “Do you understand sign language, Mr. Hunt?” “I learned it back when I was volunteering abroad,” Tyler replied. So yeah, I understand it.”

The tail end of his sentence dripped with sarcasm. William picked up on it. His already grim expression darkened further. Even Rachel could feel the sting of humiliation in the air. It was as if someone had slapped William across the face in front of

everyone.

She had already understood what William was trying to do the moment he started signing at her. He didn’t want to confront her with Tyler in the conversation, so he had tried to do it discreetly.

But ever since Samantha joined the company, Rachel had noticed that William didn’t bother using sign language with her as much anymore.

Perhaps he didn’t have the patience for it now.

William turned his head slightly and said coldly, “If there’s anything work–related you need to discuss, Mr. Hunt, you can bring it directly to me. Rachel isn’t feeling well right now and doesn’t have the energy to deal with it.”

Anyone else might’ve let it go at that, but not Tyler.

he chuckled

seemed full of energy just now. Since she’s the one in charge of this project, I think it’s more efficient for her to handle it. Besides-” His deep, dark gaze flicked toward Samantha, who still

someone to watch over me tonight. If I get

frowned. He was clearly

with one leg crossed over the other. He shot a side glance at Sama can’t take medication? Don’t tell me you’re pregnant? Whose is

“Ms. Judd

She hadn’t expected Tyler to hit the

second. A flicker of panic appeared

folded his arms, putting on his classic ‘not my business‘ kind of

I just assumed that’s what it was since I’ve never heard of you having a

and Rachel had long since gotten used to his sharp tongue. It

actually enjoyed it. Because this time, his words were aimed

reactions the whole time Tyler was talking. At the mention of ‘pregnant‘, both their