Countdown to My Divorce
Her Exit 88
When Rachel breached /bhome, she btreated /bher wound. She was about to pack up when William returned.
He put his keys on the table, took off his snit, and signed to Rachel. “Back so early?”
“Yeah, just a quick visit,” Rachel replied.
William headed to the fridge to grab a bottle of water before walking back to Rachel. He noticed the ster on her bforehead /band gave her a look of concern.
He half–knelt on the ground to check the wound.
“How did you get hurt?”
The concern in William’s eyes sent Rachel into a daze.
At that moment, she couldn’t discern whether William was genuinely concerned for her or not. If it were feigned, she had to admit that his acting skills were getting more and more impable with each passing day.
“Nothing. I just tripped and fell.”
She found it meaningless to tell William about how Yvette and Sasha bullied her. After all, he was no longer her strong pir of support
William’s brows were knitted tight. “Why were you so careless? Where did you trip? Was it your sister and stepmother who pushed you?”
Rachel didn’t want to talk about it, but since William seemed bent on getting to the bottom of the matter, she decided not to hide it from him.
“What can you do even if they did push bme/b? Will you stand up for me?”
He didn’t even do anything about it when bHoward /bhumiliated and bullied her so badly.
Tyler, on the other hand, felt different. If nothing belse/b, she bthought /bhe was the kind who would never spare anyone who dared to take advantage of him.
William wasn’t like that. He would always consider the big picture and sacrifice her, as she was no longer important to him.
If he were to sh head–on with bHoward/b, he might lose his position in bLewis /bEnterprise.
William could sense that Rachel was bupset /band pressed on her shoulders, exining patiently to her, “You know that if I were to stand up for you band /bquestion your sister and stepmother, it bwould /bonly worsen your rtionship with them. Would you be fine with that?”
He made it sound as though he was thinking of her.
She looked down, masking the disappointment in her eyes as she said coolly, “I’m kidding. It has nothing to do
with them.”
William held her cold bhands/b. “I’ll definitely go with you no time. They wouldn’t dare to bully you with me around”
“Yeah, sure,” Rachel said, not wanting to war his phony slow of concern. She changed the subject, “What were you busy with today? Why do I somehow smell something shy on you?”
William raised his arm and took a sniff of his sleeve.
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“Do you? It’s probably because I walked past a restaurant during my meeting partner today, and the smell stuck on meb./b”
Rachel smiled but didn’t say a word.
William stood up. “I’ll go take a shower and get changed, lest the smell make you ufortable.”
Rachel looked at him turn around and walk into his room, her eyes turning cold.
She didn’t actually pick up a fishy smell on his clothes, but she did catch a whiff of Samantha’s perfume on him.
When Rachel returned to her room to take herptop, she saw William’s phone on the bedside table. She had no desire to check his phone whatsoever, but just then, his phone screen lit up.
She took a peek, and saw a text from Samantha.
[William, would Rachel be upset if I were to go to the banquet with you? She’s your wife, after all.]