Countdown to My Divorce (Rachel and William) novel Chapter 242

Rachel came out of the kitchen with the dish a full two hours later,

She had never realized how exhausting cooking could be, especially when she forgot the recipe for the meatballs hallway through and had to juggle between watching online tutorials and inving to recall how her mother used to make it.

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mom’s specialty had always been meatballs.

If she couldn’t recreate that exact flavor Tyler loved, then this whole meal would be pointless.

Rachel nervously brought the dish to the dining table. She glanced over at Tyler, who was still lounging on the sofa, glued to his phone:

She walked over and called out to him from behind, “Dinner’s ready, Mr. Hunt.”

Tyler paused mid–text and looked toward the dining table that was now covered with a decently hearty spread.

He got up slowly from the couch and came to stand in front of Rachel. He rested his hand on the armrest and leaned in just a little.

“Rachel, why does this feel a little like a trap?” he asked.

Rachel instinctively took a step back. Although her expression remained calm, her heart pounded. She forced a smile. “How could it be? You already got Oasis. My mission is complete.”

Tyler didn’t press further. He straightened up and casually replied, Alright then. Let’s eat.”

Rachel followed him to the table while pursing her lips tightly. Her mind was already racing. That one comment from Tyler had completely blocked her next move. If she tried to bring up the favor she needed during dinner, would he get annoyed?

Trying not to show it, she sat down across from him and forced herself to get it together.

.There was no turning back now. She’d just have to go with the flow

She picked up a meatball with her fork and placed it on Tyler’s plate.

“Try it. I can’t promise it tastes exactly like how my mom made it, though.”

If she had known sooner how much Tyler liked this dish, she would’ve practiced ahead of time.

The way to a man’s heart was through his stomach, after all.

Tyler picked up the meatball and took a bite.

Rachel stared at him anxiously. It felt like her heart was being squeezed. She could barely breathe. Her eyes sparkled with anticipation. “Well? Is it good?”

Honestly, she hadn’t even felt this nervous when signing contracts

Tyler wasn’t saying anything. His expression kept shifting from a sight frown one moment to chewing with mild interest the

next.

Every second felt like an eternity until Rachel finally blurted out, “Can you just give me a straight answer already? Is it good or not?”

“It’s alright,” Tyler replied flatly.

Rachel couldn’t believe it. She had spent all that time cooking, and all he had to say was that it tasted alright

She picked up a piece herself and took a bite.

Her eyes lit up immediately.

Chapter 242

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