Countdown to My Divorce (Rachel and William) novel Chapter 160

Tammy leaned in close to Tyler. Her cheeks were flushed red as she asked shyly, “Mr. Hunt, could you help me open this bottle?”

Her voice was so soft that if you weren’t paying attention, you won’t even know she was speaking.

Tyler hesitated for a moment. He then took the bottle from her hand and twisted the cap off effortlessly. He handed it back to her.

Tammy accepted it sheepishly. “Thank you, Mr. Hunt.”

Clutching the bottle like it was a prized possession, Tammy suddenly felt like the luckiest woman in the world. She couldn’t help but whisper to a coworker next to her, “Mr. Hunt opened it for me just now.”

“Oh my god, then I’m definitely going to ask him to open intne too”

Suddenly, all the women at the table scrambled

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I their bottles to Tyler.

Without hesitation, Tyler slid all the bottles toward Rachel. “I’ll let you handle this.”

Rachel looked at him in a puzzled manner. “Isn’t this

opened one, you should open the rest.”

Tyler glanced around at the crowd. “Take a good look. These are all your coworkers.” He suddenly grabbed a bottle of water from under the table and dropped it in front of Rachel w

th a loud thunk. “Ms. Lloyd, I’d like to trouble you with mine as well.”

Rachel was speechless.

Tyler was being his typical self, always stirring the pot just for the fun of it.

She took a deep breath and reluctantly agreed. “Fine, I’ll open these for everyone.”

The female coworkers weren’t having it.

“Forget it. We only wanted Mr. Hunt to open ours.”

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Like they’d all just been doused with cold water, one by one they grabbed their bottles back.

The mountain of bottles in front of Rachel instantly shrank to just one, Tyler’s.

Tyler saw she wasn’t moving and raised his chin at her. “What are you waiting for? Go on, open it, Ms. Lloyd.”

Rachel shoved the bottle back toward him. “Open it yourself.”

Tyler leaned on one elbow, resting his chin in his hand as he looked at her. “So now you’re playing favorites? You were going to open theirs, but not mine. Isn’t that what you call double standards?” he asked playfully.

Rachel was momentarily speechless. She had no comeback.

In the end, she gave in with a ‘less trouble is better‘ mentality and tried to twist the cap open, but the cap felt like it was glued

shut.

She clenched her jaw, using every ounce of strength she had. Still, it wouldn’t budge.

Suddenly, the bottle was taken from her. Tyler twisted it open with ease.

“You could open it yourself, so why did you ask me to do it?” She stared at him with a baffled expression.

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