Countdown to My Divorce

Of course Rachel couldn’t give Cassandra a direct answer. If she said anything now, Cassandra would be the first to run and tell William.

William was already suspicious of her. If she slipped up even a little, he would find out.

Just as Rachel was weighing her options and trying to figure out how to respond, the sound of footsteps echoed from outside. “Mom, I’m home.”

Rachel sighed quietly in relief at the sound of William’s voice.

Cassandra also dropped the questioning as soon as William appeared. She turned around and smiled warmly as she walked over to him. “William, what took you so long?”

“Traffic was bad, Mom.”

Then came a sweet and obedient voice from the entryway.

“Good evening, Mrs. Lewis. I’m one of William’s employees. You probably remember me.”

Rachel felt a sudden chill run down her spine. She stood there frozen. A moment later, she forced herself to turn around.

Sure enough, Samantha was standing right next to William.

He had brought her home.

Samantha for a long moment before she came back to her

I didn’t

such warmth

course I remember. Everyone knows you and William went to school together. But what

a team building event with Rachel earlier today. It’s nothing serious. William already took me to

have a guest.

atmosphere in the room immediately

disbelief. They all gave Cassandra odd looks. There were plenty of maids in the house. Everyone knew

in

a split second before lifting her chin and

that, don’t we? Besides, I’m all thumbs in the kitchen. What if

turned sour immediately. “Didn’t your family teach you how to brew a simple

right and

only the maids learned how to brew coffee. William didn’t marry me just

nonchalant, but it hit its mark

turned toward one of the maids. “Leia, please prepare a

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