Countdown to My Divorce

Her Exit 394

Howard pointed at Tyler, who sat there like he couldn’t care less. “Tyler, you’ve got guts. Just your wait!”

Tyler smirked and lifted his chin a little. “Oh, I’ve got guts, alright. As for you, well, that’s up for debate.”

Howard was so furious that he clenched his jaw. He shook his uninjured hand threateningly as he stormed out of the restaurant.

Cecilia let out a long sigh of relief and tugged Rachel back to her seat. Around them, the bystanders who had just witnessed the drama couldn’t help but give Rachel a thumbs–up.

Whispers of admiration came pouring in.

“Damn, that girl was badass. Did you see that move? So cool!”

“I know Howard Ziegler. He’s one of the most arrogant, fearless heirs in the city. Even other rich kids who can’t stand him usually just back off. No one wants to mess with his family. With his grandfather’s background, who would dare?”

“Exactly.”

“But did you see how she just locked up his wrist? I didn’t even catch the movement before hearing the sound of bones cracking! If it were me, I’d be screaming too.”

“Mommy, that lady was amazing! I wanna learn martial arts so I can fight bad guys too!”

“Yes, that’s wonderful. I’ve always said girls need to learn how to protect themselves. What if something bad happens and we’re not around?”

Cecilia took it all in. Her eyes were full of admiration as she turned to Rachel. “Rachel, you were incredible just now! When did you learn that move?”

in the day,”

martial arts. After what she had been through before, Rachel had decided it was essential to pick up a few skills just in case. She needed to be

tried to force himself on her and all she could

seriously amazing! I was so scared just

type, and patted the latter’s shoulder

“You’re right.”

cut in, “You’ve embarrassed Howard in public. Watch your

Chapter 394

the warning, Mr. Hunt,” Rachel said

through the meal, Tyler’s phone rang. He

got to take this. You two

take the

+15 BONUS

years, Cecilia understood instantly. She turned toward Yale, blocking his line of sight, and struck

how many years have

to the cashier. “Hi, can I get

“That’ll be 80,000.”

truly lived

insane.

I please get the

by the request. She slowly looked up at Rachel with a strange expression before tossing the receipt at her with obvious

anything. Staff who worked in high–end restaurants were often snobbish. It wasn’t worth picking