Countdown to My Divorce

Rachel’s gaze was wary as she stared at Tyler. Her voice turned cold. “Mr. Hunt, what’s this supposed to mean? Are you going to stop me too?”

Tyler looked at her and smiled. “Now that you’ve wrapped up your business with them, don’t you think it’s time we settled ours?”

Rachel’s pupils contracted slightly. Her heart clenched. She knew that once Tyler showed up, there was no escaping. She did owe him an explanation.

Well, since she’d already run into him, there was no running now. All she could do was face it head–on.

“Fine. But you’ll have to help me get out of liere.”

She glanced at Sasha and Yvette. Those two looked like they were ready to tear her apart. There was no way they’d just let her walk out so easily.

Tyler’s gaze was solemn. Beneath his calm exterior lurked a quiet intensity. “Rachel, are you trying to use me again?”

Her back went stiff. A chill ran down her spine. She couldn’t help but feel a little guilty. At this point, she had no other option.

“Well, since you already think I used you once, what’s one more time, right? Help me or not, it’s your call.” Tyler’s brows furrowed. His voice became even colder. “And what if I say no?”

guess you won’t be settling that

appeared. She seemed completely unconcerned about whether she’d make it out of the Lloyd family estate in one

out an amused scoff. “Are you latching

little. “Sorry to trouble you,

Tyler stood up straight

gasped at the sight.

“Sasha, Ive got some business at the office

a look with Rachel and gave her a subtle nod. She understood instantly and began walking toward him.

seeing this, felt a surge of

the maids, “Stop Rachel! Grab

immediately swarmed toward

tightly,

engulf her, Tyler

voice thundered through the hall

maids froze and exchanged nervous glances. They were too