Countdown to My Divorce

Tyler didn’t give Rachel any chance to ask questions. Things went on between them until way past midnight, and Rachel eventually passed out completely

Worse yet, she had only bought one condom, and after that one, who knew where he got the rest from.

Rachel didn’t even have the energy to care..

As her eyes finally closed, she had just one thought in her mind.

‘I never want to drink again. Alcohol ruins lives!‘

Tyler, on the other hand, showed no signs of sleepiness. Propping his chin on his elbow, he gazed at her under the soft glow of the dim light.

Rachel was fast asleep, her lashes trembling gently. He could vaguely smell the scent of orange blossom from her hair.

Just then, his phone started to vibrate.

He glanced down. Jason was calling.

‘Perfect. The mastermind himself,‘ Tyler thought.

As he prepared to get up, the woman in his arms furrowed her brows ever so slightly.

Tyler gently patted her like soothing a child, and her expression relaxed again. Only then did he quietly get up and walk into the bathroom.

He swiped to answer the call, his voice thick with post–pleasure satisfaction, sounding even deeper and fuller in the empty bathroom.

calling to

claim credit! I mean, come on, I helped you big time tonight. Shouldn’t you be

didn’t

Jason was dumbfounded.

I owe you something now. What do you mean by unnecessary? If I hadn’t stepped in and helped,

door. After Tyler didn’t come out for an hour,

the deed was done.

figured, with things at this point, if Tyler still tried to play the

so badly she drank two bottles of alcohol. She thought I was you. Should I be

Damn, she must’ve been really resistant to

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the courage?”

patience with Jason

sure your focus is in the

kept rambling on. “Whatever, it’s done. Mission accomplished. You

up, Jason

urges for a long time, but don’t get too wild

“Get lost.”

and hung up faster than

after, the group chat

to my careful planning and relentless effort, our dear Tyler has