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.

and he couldn’t handle porridge served outside. I had to make it for him myself. In the beginning, I never got the consistency right, so I just kept searching

the morning to

expect you to be the nurturing type, but Samantha sure has it easier. All she has to do is bat her

His words stung

contrast hit

had to admit that William had probably never let Samantha

hurt. His words were merciless and always stripped away any illusion. He forced

the brutal truth.

day. If one of them came home upset because they’d been bullied at school, the mother would probably hug them, talk it out

‘You can’t even handle that? Why do you even

thought of what Xavier had said. Tyler had been physically punished as a child,

hours.

it came to being locked up,

in the neighborhood, she’d hidden inside a closet as she

That pitch–black space had felt like it was swallowing

been stuck there for two hours. No matter how loudly she cried

of tight, enclosed spaces. Lock her up, and her mind

thinking about how to improve your