Countdown to My Divorce

William’s pitch went up a notch as he grabbed Rachel’s shoulders, shaking them hard. He glared at her with red–rimmed eyes.

Rachel could feel her brain shaking in her skull.

She tried to bear the discomfort.

“William, calm down and hear me out!”

That was when William stopped shaking Rachel. She bit her lips hard, her eyes just as cold.

It had been so long since she returned home, yet William showed her no concern about whether she was injured.

His suspicions about her relationship with Tyler were most likely due to the photos he saw online.

William knew that something had happened when they were at the bar last night, and even Tyler got hurt and was sent to the hospital. Yet, he didn’t bother checking in on her and asking if she was fine.

It was vastly different from how much he overreacted to any slight discomfort Samantha felt, be it a headache or gastric pains. William took a deep breath before letting go of Rachel. He sat down on a chair and poured himself a glass of wine, which he downed.

“Speak.”

to figure

on between me and Tyler. If you believe everything you hear

was stunned

my relationship with Samantha. I just find her pitiful. Since we used to be schoolmates, I want to help her to the best

he was forced

Rachel sneered.

performance he was putting

believe that Samantha was the only one he could

didn’t know if even William

That makes things difficult. It’s troublesome if you have no one else you can work with in

faded at the

you consider coming back to

smile on her face. She didn’t know if it was William who couldn’t bear for her to leave the company, or if he simply thought that there would be no one around