Countdown to My Divorce

Chapter 202

Tyler’s attitude made it seem like the kiss didn’t even mean anything, but the black suit he wore added a sense of seriousness to

the situation.

Rachel often felt like Tyler had several personalities living inside him. She could never figure out what this man was really thinking.

Under the dim, hazy light above her, Rachel quietly studied him. She knew full well that trying to play mind games with someone like him was basically suicide.

She awkwardly looked away.

“Just take that as me returning the favor. Don’t bring it up again.”

She once again reminded herself that this was the last time they’d see each other. She needed to cut all ties with him.

Tyler looked up. “Giving up that easily?”

Rachel clenched her fists. It somehow felt like she was being challenged. She suddenly turned and looked at him slyly. “What, are you hoping I’ll kiss you?”

Tyler gave her a look that was impossible to read. “Either way works for me.”

Rachel pouted. “Not interested.”

for anything. She bet even if she told him she wanted

drinking it was three in the morning. Three empty bottles sat on the table in front

up, still swaying and clearly tipsy, and reached out to grab another bottle from the table,

“That’s enough.”

like a

of strength, she snatched the bottle from Tyler’s

Based on experience, he knew what came

too long made people go

and yet she had still quit her job to stay at

hell was wrong with

the table and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

clearly struggling to stay upright, but she still tried hard to look composed. Tyler could see through her act. He almost laughed. She was already in such a state. Why was she still putting up

bumped into

burly man she jostled turned around, annoyed. He shoved her with

she nearly lost her

been right behind her and

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had been yelled at, she still politely said, “Sorry, didn’t mean