Countdown to My Divorce

It had been a few years since Rachel last saw Samantha,

Age had matured Samantha like fine wine, even causing her to lose some of the naivety in her eyes.

However, one thing that didn’t change was her calculating gaze.

It was especially obvious with the venomous way she looked at Rachel–a clear indication that she still regarded Rachel with animosity, thinking of Rachel as a love rival who’d snatch William away from her anytime.

Some women were just like that; they could never walk away from the shadow of their men.

However, Samantha’s abilities were on par with Yvette’s. The two would make a great pair.

Rachel took the initiative to greet them. “Mr. Lewis.”

Thomas had aged much as well. He seemed to be looking around the hall for something. Rachel guessed he was probably searching for Tyler.

She simply couldn’t understand. They clearly care for each other, so why did they remain so stubborn and refuse to speak kindly to one another when they had the chance?

She couldn’t wrap her head around it.

looked blandly at Rachel before saying

She understood Thomas Lewis all too well–he had been this way ever

married

could survive till today. It

handed her a bouquet of chrysanthemum flowers, looking milder

“My condolences, too.”

take a seat,” Rachel said with a nod before turning

made a move to walk in. However, Samantha approached Rachel instead of walking in with

was soft like

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time. I didn’t expect you to really end up with

to hate that pretentious look on Samantha’s face, but she tolerated it. There was no point arguing with

need for her to care about William’s