Countdown to My Divorce

Cecilia seldom talked about her own problems. Talking about it only made her sadder, and Rachel never probed much about it.

Tears started falling down Cecilia’s cheeks as she spoke.

Rachel grabbed a napkin and wiped Cecilia’s tears away, the guilt in her heart reaching its peak.

“I’m sorry for reminding you of your past.”

“It’s fine, I’ve gotten used to it,” Cecilia said through her sobs.

Then, she composed herself and went on, “Come to think of it, if you bring me into the company, will your stepmother and sister say anything? If it’s only going to cause you trouble, I’m not going. I’ve considered my options. I can also set up a stall to earn some money.”

Rachel refused to agree to that, shutting down the ludicrous idea.

“What in the world are you thinking about? You are such a capable worker! You would’ve risen through the ranks in the company if you weren’t bogged down by issues at home.”

Rachel knew how capable Cecilia was, having worked with her for so many years.

a look of helplessness in her eyes as

your child and your frail mother–in–law so dependent on you

have

Your child will be going to kindergarten soon. I’ll hire someone to help you fetch your child to and from school and stay with your child till you reach

gratitude over Rachel’s willingness to help

my past life to meet someone as amazing as you are in this lifetime. You’re

as though she was about to bow down

it feels like you’re paying me your

face. “I’ll do

of snot and tears on Cecilia’s fac

to you about, you really need to hurry up with your project. Any

with astuteness

We can afford to wait till tomorrow. I’ve sent someone to tamper with William’s laptop.

father. I’m a little worried about you, though. If William found out that