Countdown to My Divorce

Rachel pulled out her phone; after hesitating for a moment, she finally dialed Tyler’s number.

Tyler was surprised to hear from her. “Why are you calling me at this time?”

Rachel took a deep breath, feeling a guilty conscience.

However, the thought of being able to fetch her mother’s tombstone back to the Lloyd family cemetery once she successfully persuaded Tyler made her bite the bullet. She had no choice but to let Tyler down for now.

“I’m done here. I’d like to return your clothes and treat you to a meal to thank you.”

Tyler pondered for a moment before asking, “You’re going to treat me? When?”

Rachel was so worried that Tyler might sense something amiss that she didn’t notice something was off with Tyler.

She thought of the best time for them to meet. “How about tomorrow? If you have time.”

It would be troublesome if Tyler could only meet two days later. She would be gone by then.

She had to swiftly settle this once and for all while she was still here.

Tyler agreed readily. “Alright, tomorrow it’ll be. But why do you have the time to treat me to a meal?”

stunned by Tyler’s

snap back to attention and quickly replied to

meet Tyler today and fulfil her mother’s

sharp and observant Tyler was, insisting on giving him a treat tonight

decided to propose to

remarked lazily, “Why would

relief. “We’ll meet tomorrow afternoon, then. Pick a place

“Okay.”

Tyler hung up.

a daze.

was difficult having a guilty conscience indeed, unless you had

at a restaurant, but the thought of William rushing to the hospital to look for her was enough for her to conclude

a hat and a mask, and

didn’t seem to be updated about things on the internet. He didn’t even bother

phone buzzed again. She had switched it to

Tyler exploded online, her phone had been buzzing nonstop, receiving calls

It was William calling.