Countdown to My Divorce

Rachel looked back at Howard and saw that devil–may–care look on his face, which bore no signs of panic whatsoever.

Fear crept up on Rachel; she felt suffocated, as though she were floating on the surface of the ocean.

She had thought Howard was just a playful, rich heir of a wealthy family who was too arrogant for his own good, given how much his grandfather spoiled him.

She never expected him to show such disregard for life.

If Samantha was suffering from a hemorrhage in her skull from hitting her head against that rock and didn’t receive treatment in time, it could very well be a matter of life and death.

Yet, Howard remained cold and indifferent about it, his attention solely on Rachel.

“To think that William alone wasn’t enough, and you had to hook up with Tyler as well. What is Tyler giving you in return? Have you already slept with him? You’re so beautiful, he must have slept with you–unless he has a problem.”

”

Howard had never seen a woman as beautiful as Rachel. Somehow he couldn’t seem to forget her since he first saw her.

the women around him, feeling as though something was missing in every single one of them. They would always pounce on him with

more interesting

made a leap for Rachel, who quickly dodged his sudden attack. “Howard Ziegler,” she warned him, “did your grandfather not teach you a harsh enough lesson last time?” Anger rose

he drugged me and exposed all my secrets! My grandfather beat me up so hard, I was bedridden for two weeks. Who’d believe

Rachel inhaled sharply.

was the one who

that he would do something like this, given how

could ponder further on what that meant, Howard had grabbed her wrist in an iron–tight grip. Rachel started

thumb

you. William is beyond stupid to ignore such a beauty and run into the arms of

first time Rachel heard something reasonable

to Rachel, taking in her

those women like wearing make me want to puke. But you’re not wearing any, and

body shook with