Countdown to My Divorce

Chapter 304

“Don’t worry. Rachel will definitely wake up,” William murmured as he stared at Rachel lying in the bed. An oxygen mask covered her face.

Sasha and Jim packed up before leaving the ward.

Once they exited through the back door of the hospital, Jim let out long sigh.

“When you get the chance, call Yvette and tell her to head home,” he said. “And make sure she keeps her mouth shut. Whatever happens, she can’t breathe a word of this to Thomas.”

“Got it,” Sasha nodded, then hesitated. “But Jim, earlier, why did you say that in front of William? That if Rachel really goes into a coma, and the Lewis family doesn’t want to take care of her, we’d take her back?”

Jim turned to her with a puzzled look. “What are you trying to say? Don’t tell me you’d rather leave Rachel out there with no one to care for her?”

Sasha froze for a second, realizing her words had been too obvious. She quickly tried to backtrack.

“No, Jim, you misunderstood me. That’s not what I meant. I just think Rachel offered her youth to William. She married into the Lewis family. She’s their daughter–in–law. Why should they get to walk away?”

Jim wasn’t one to force things. “You saw for yourself how that mother–in–law of hers treats her. If Rachel really ends up like that, do you honestly think she’d let someone in a permanent coma stay in their house?”

won’t agree with this either. Rachel’s adopted, after all. If she ends up in a coma and we bring her back to the Lloyd family, what will people say? Can you win an argument

Jim pause

that bridge when we get there. Rachel might wake up tonight for all we know. Melanie must be up

in the car, Sasha

it takes

all, this wasn’t just

a little longer? What if she ends up in a coma on her own? Then we don’t have to do

aloud. No wonder Tyler didn’t want her. She

had his eyes closed for

then wait. And when she wakes up and marries Tyler

sending the message, Sasha immediately cleared

get rid of Rachel, and Yvette

family could help her son in the future, but thinking about the way Rachel

pawn she couldn’t use and was better

sat by Rachel’s bedside, gently holding her hand in his. He leaned down and pressed a

of her hand.