Countdown to My Divorce

Even Cecilia couldn’t help but get excited.

“Rachel, don’t you want that prize too? I mean, it’s really good. If I win, I won’t have to stress about money for the next two months.”

Rachel thought about how she’d be leaving soon, and how she didn’t really have anything to give Cecilia before she left. Then, an idea came to her.

“How about this, if we’re not on the same team, and I end up winning, I’ll give you my share of the prize.”

Cecilia’s eyes widened. “Seriously? You’d give me your prize?”

“Yeah. I already have a phone and a laptop. Plus, I helped out with LS Enterprise’s project this time. Technically, the company should be giving me a bonus anyway,”

Cecilia was so moved that she hugged Rachel tightly. “Rachel, I love you so much!”

The teams were decided by drawing lots. Rachel and Cecilia drew their slips one after the other.

Rachel unfolded hers. She was in Group 2. She immediately asked Cecilia, “Which group are you in?”

“Group 6.” Cecilia held up her slip to show her. Cecelia was a little disappointed. “I really wanted to be on your team.”

“No worries. Think of it this way. If we were in the same group,

right.” Cecilia

far away, Samantha glanced at her own slip. She then turned quickly to look at William. Her cheeks were

which group

“Group 3.”

we’re on the same team!” Samantha’s cheerful voice rang out brightly through

then walked over to Rachel and asked, “Which group are you

2,” Rachel replied

with someone so we’re

bing your job. If

going so far as to justify it from William’s perspective. “You’re j people found out we switched teams just to be together,

wasn’t a single man

hand on her shoulder. ” Rachel, having you

is work. It’s not like it’s something else. I

you’re not upset that I’m teamed up with

someone who went to school