Countdown to My Divorce (Rachel and William) novel Chapter 228

Chapter 228

Rachel pursed her lips.

After pondering for a moment, she said, “Tyler and I bumped into hooligan who insisted on having a drink with me. He even…

I couldn’t wear my clothes. It was Tyler’s assistant who helped me buy a change of clothes.”

There was a pained look on Rachel’s face as she recounted the harrowing incident.

William approached her, his brows furrowed and his face dark with concern.

“Are you alright?”

At that moment, Rachel couldn’t seem to tell whether the worry on William’s face was genuine or feigned. Never had she expected she would one day doubt the feelings of the man she had loved for seven years.

She looked down, hiding the melancholy in her eyes.

“Do you really care whether I’m fine or not? Where were you when needed you?”

With Samantha, of course.

William’s mind was in a mess. He furrowed his brows, trying hard to remember.

“When…when did you try calling me? It was just that one time when I told you I was occupied.”

Rachel looked at him, denying the truth, feeling her heart sink into the depths of disappointment. Even so, she was no longer as shocked as she was before.

She was no longer startled by how much the man she loved for so many years had changed.

Perhaps she had gotten so used to it, she no longer felt disappointed by it. This man was capable of making her lower her standards again and again.

Rachel felt deeply exhausted. She had said so much to William, but nothing seemed to work.

She shrugged.

“Forget it,” she said. “I’m going back to the room to rest.”

Rachel turned to walk toward the room. William pursed his lips as he looked at her retreating figure, his eyes icy.

Rachel returned to the room and lay down on the bed, finally able to relax somewhat.

All she could think of was how to make Tyler agree to her request. Unfortunately, she didn’t have anything to give him in exchange. Tyler didn’t lack money. As for business opportunities, there were plenty of people fighting to offer that to Tyler.

She counted for nothing.

But if she failed, her mother’s tombstone that lay outside the Lloyd family cemetery would forever be a regret in her lif

in her chest.

She pursed her lips–she promised herself that no matter the price she would make Tyler agree to it.

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Meanwhile, William returned to the study feeling frustrated and ill at ease. He paced up and down the study before pulling his phone out and calling his mother.

Over the phone, Cassandra said viciously, “William, is that bitch Rachel back home? I’m warning you, watch out for her and Tyler! If they really end up together, you’ll be the butt of everyone’s jokes. I’ll be too embarrassed to appear in public!”

Each time Cassandra mentioned Tyler, she felt as though her world was crumbling.

Tyler was a frightening presence in the Lewis household.

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