Countdown to My Divorce

Rachel plunged a hand into her pocket, only to find it empty.

“Where’s my phone?” she exclaimed.

Tyler looked at her with feigned confusion. “Yeah, where’s your phone?”

From Tyler’s tone, Rachel knew that he was fooling her once inore She looked awkwardly at him, feeling that he was playing her like a clown.

Baffled by a riotous mix of chagrin and hilarity, she asked, “Mr. Hunt, quit joking around with me at a time like this. Did you find my phone somewhere?”

Tyler decided to call it quits and pulled out a white phone from his pocket, flinging it at her.

Rachel caught it, not missing a beat. She looked down and confirmed that it was indeed her phone.

“Where did you find it?”

Tyler stuck both hands in his pockets and looked behind Rachel, who turned around and looked in the direction of his gaze. Her gaze landed on Tammy.

She suddenly recalled how she bumped into Tammy after getting changed with Cecilia just now. She thought she had heard something, but she was so busy apologizing to Tammy that she didn’t pay it much attention.

quick check of

phone, worried that someone might have tried unlocking it. Her

didn’t see

app, she saw a text sent to Tyler, which confused her

did she text

to the forest. I have something to

the look in her eyes quivering as she clarified, “never

something like that? You always just call

Indeed, she wasn’t someone to beat around the bush and speak in such

was, however, something that Tammy

glanced at

mean… Tammy picked up my phone and texted you?

it to his lips. He cast Rachel a sideways glance, deliberately

to know

when we were playing that game and during lunch was certainly not pure. What else could she say to you, aside from confessing her feelings?” Tyler scoffed. “That’s rather observant of you. The cheek of you to claim that you don’t

couldn’t stop herself from rolling her eyes. “Anyone with eyes can