Countdown to My Divorce

Chapter 705

Tyler took another slow sip of wine.

“Looks like you’re not entirely stupid after all.”

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Rachel kept her eyes fixed on him, a chill running down her spine. Suddenly, this man felt terrifying. Just how much more was he hiding from her?

“Tyler, what else do you know about me? Why don’t you just tell me everything at once?”

She felt like she was squeezing toothpaste out of a tube–bit by bit, never the whole truth.

Tyler lounged back in his chair, tapping his long fingers lightly against the table. His sharp, calculating eyes were fixed on Rachel, openly, without restraint.

“I can, but I have one condition.”

Rachel instantly guessed what he meant.

“You want me to write that letter your friend asked for, don’t you?”

“Yeah.” Tyler didn’t deny it.

“Fine, let’s get it over with.”

hers. Rachel glanced at

“In such a rush?”

time. Just in case. And since I have to

before she could refuse. Since it wasn’t much text anyway, Rachel

finished, she handed the

Our handwriting’s

need to

the paper from her hand and

up a skewer of baby potatoes, chewing away, puzzled at what exactly

minutes, his gaze darkened. There was a knowing smile on his

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the

sees this, she’ll

Rachel wiped her mouth.

more meaningful if he writes it himself, don’t

done it already. His girlfriend really likes this style. She even tried to learn it herself, but she

a pang of sympathy, but even

who seem devoted on the surface, but the moment their wife falls ill, they start blaming her and avoiding responsibility. They say they’re broke and swear they’d sell everything to save her, but secretly,

was getting at. He reached over

a thing. If you’re still worried, I could transfer