Countdown to My Divorce

Chapter 243

“Didn’t you make this for me? Why are you taking it away now!

Rachel pouted and, as if suddenly realizing something, placed the meatballs hack in front of Tyler. “Oh, I just thought you didn’t

Tyler picked up his fork and started helping himself to the other dies, eating slowly and deliberately. “Rachel, your tricks are

way too obvious.”

Rachel smiled nonchalantly and muttered wider her breath, “It doesn’t matter as long as they work.”

The food was, in fact, pretty good. It wasn’t exactly like the taste li remembered, but it was close.

He took a sip of coffee and casually asked, “Did you ever cook for William?”

“Of course. Did you have to ask?”

As soon as she brought up her past as a pathetic lovelom loser, she wanted to slap herself.

Tyler clicked his tongue twice and set his cup down. “So did you ever learn how to cook just for him?”

Rachel nodded honestly.

porridge served outside. I had to make it for him myself. In the beginning, I never got the consistency right, so I just

the morning to cook porridge and make all the

be the nurturing type, but Samantha sure has it easier. All she has to do

His words stung

hit Rachel

Samantha wake up at five in the

of hitting where it hurt. His words were merciless and

the brutal truth.

help imagining what would happen if Tyler had kids one day. If one of them came home upset because they’d been bullied at

out something cold like ‘You can’t even

thought of what Xavier had said. Tyler had been physically punished as a child, and he used to be locked

hours.

being locked up,

with kids in the neighborhood, she’d hidden inside a closet as she usually would, but someone had

had panicked. That pitch–black space had felt like it was swallowing her

matter how

spaces. Lock her

you thinking about how to improve your cooking so you