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.

moment before she came back to her

I didn’t think you’d still

Samara’s hand, treating her with such warmth it was like night and day compared to how she

and William went

head instinctively. “Oh, I fell during a team building event with Rachel earlier today. It’s nothing serious. William already took

Rachel’s name came up, Cassandra turned and snapped, “Rachel, we have a guest. Why are you just standing

the room immediately grew

They all gave Cassandra odd looks. There were plenty of maids in the house. Everyone knew Rachel didn’t need to

clear Cassandra was deliberately putting Rachel in her place by treating her like

lifting her chin and

I’m all thumbs in the kitchen. What if I don’t get the coffee

your family teach you how to brew a simple cup

right and

“Back home, only the maids learned how to brew coffee. William didn’t marry me

it hit its

Cassandra could retort, Rachel turned toward one of the maids. “Leia, please prepare a cup of coffee for Ms. Judd.

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