Countdown to My Divorce

“Do you need someone to go with you? If you’re scared, you can beg me. I might reluctantly accompany you,” Tyler said, lounging on the couch with his legs stretched out. The light above cast shadows over his jawline and features, giving him a vague, smoldering look.

Tyler always had that superior attitude wherever he went. To be fair, he had the right to act that way.

Rachel smiled. “No.”

Tyler leaned back again. He didn’t press the issue.

Following the waiter’s directions, Rachel made her way to the restroom. Once inside, she retrieved her phone and checked it again. She saw that William had sent her a message ten minutes ago.

For a moment, the icy wall around her heart seemed to thaw slightly. But when she opened the message, the chill came crashing back like a tidal wave.

[Rachel, my mom’s not feeling well. William was worried about me being alone tonight, so he took me to the hospital. Did you need him for something?]

Rachel read it, shrugged, and let out a cold, sarcastic chuckle.

Merynever failed to disappoint her.

She had almost been assaulted, and William was at the hospital with Samantha’s mother. He was worried about Samantha being alone at night, but not her.

a second that William hadn’t heard

to the table, she was surprised to see Tyler surrounded by a group of

this kind of place, but now it looked like the

completely encircled Tyler, leaving not even a sliver

impeccably styled. Event Rachel couldn’t

into Tyler, one even resting her hand on his

stared in disbelief and swallowed

If Tyler actually gave in to all of them, he might get eaten alive, literally and figuratively.

through the air. “Why are

when Tyler called out to her, but she still walked

the women’s

her into his arms. In her heels, Rachel lost her balance and fell right onto his

had unbuttoned two of the top buttons on his shirt. His collarbones were

hair, and prominent brows, Tyler was already irresistibly charming. His

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