บททั้งหมดของ Countdown to My Divorce: บทที่ 141 - บทที่ 150

William frowned instinctively at Tyler's words. He turned to look at him. "Do you understand sign language, Mr. Hunt?""I learned it back when I was volunteering abroad," Tyler replied. "So yeah, I understand it."The tail end of his sentence dripped with sarcasm. William picked up on it. His already grim expression darkened further.Even Rachel could feel the sting of humiliation in the air. It was as if someone had slapped William across the face in front of everyone.She had already understood what William was trying to do the moment he started signing at her. He didn't want to confront her with Tyler in the conversation, so he had tried to do it discreetly.But ever since Samantha joined the company, Rachel had noticed that William didn't bother using sign language with her as much anymore.Perhaps he didn't have the patience for it now.William turned his head slightly and said coldly, "If there's anything work-related you need to discuss, Mr. Hunt, you can bring it directl

Tyler's body stiffened for a moment. Then he casually tugged down the hem of his shirt with his other hand, covering the wounds on his lower back."It's nothing."Rachel frowned, and a sudden memory flashed through her mind. She recalled the time when Tyler had rammed his car into Howard's a few days ago. He had taken the hit for her.He'd basically vanished after that. She had tried messaging him, but he never replied properly. He only said he was busy and offered no explanations.She took a wild but probably accurate guess. "You beat up the Ziegler family, didn't you?"Tyler sounded a little defeated. "Being too smart isn't always a good thing." He turned around, rustling the sheets. His gaze landed on Rachel. "All right, tell me, how'd you figure it out?""Howard is the Ziegler family's only son. His father had him late in life, so naturally he's extra precious. The moment something happened to him, Gerald would've launched an investigation."Even if you're pretty well-kn

Xavier had been prescribing medication for Tyler for years to treat his sleeping disorder. There was a period when it had become so frustrating that it had nearly broken him. He had even begun to doubt whether he was truly cut out to be a doctor. How could he not even fix a single case of insomnia?Over the years, he'd tried everything he could think of, including acupuncture, herbal remedies, dietary therapy, and even sound-based treatments like white noise. If it existed, he tried it. If it didn't, he invented it. But the results were minimal at best.As a doctor, if all his efforts had failed, he really couldn't imagine what else could possibly help Tyler fall asleep."You have to tell me, who did this? What exactly did they do to make you sleep that long?"He had to know.Someone had managed to put this chronic insomniac to sleep for six straight hours. That was practically a miracle. The best solution he'd ever come up with had only managed to keep Tyler asleep for a little

Instead of getting angry, Tyler actually looked at her with interest. "Sure. Since you're so interested in me, why don't you try treating me?"Rachel took a deep breath and immediately regretted everything she just said. She should've known that talking sense to Tyler was pointless.She looked away. "I'm not a doctor. I can't treat that kind of disorder.""Then why are you out here making a diagnosis? Quack."Tyler clicked his tongue in mock disgust and opened the car door. Seeing that Rachel was still just standing there, he whistled at her."Hey, quack. Get in the car. Or are you planning to walk there?"Rachel blinked in surprise. "Where's William?""He went ahead with the staff."Rachel frowned. "Then why didn't you go?"Tyler didn't seem like the type to wait around for people.Fastening his seatbelt, Tyler glanced at her from the corner of his eye. "William sold you off to me. Starting today, you're my personal assistant. You'll handle everything from food, clothes, sch

For a moment, Rachel didn't even know what to say. She had a feeling that walking over now would just be interrupting.But Tyler, as usual, had no concept of embarrassment. He walked straight up like he hadn't noticed a thing and greeted them casually."Mr. Lewis, you're certainly busy. Can't spare a moment to wait for your own wife, yet you've got time to admire a female employee's belly?" His gaze shifted playfully to Samantha. "What is it? Does Ms. Judd's belly look more special than everyone else's? Prettier, maybe?"William had remained composed when he saw Tyler, but the moment his eyes landed on Rachel beside him, his entire expression changed. The gentleness from before disappeared. It was replaced by something darker.Samantha pursed her lips. Her face went pale for a brief second before she quickly recovered, putting on a cheerful smile as she jogged over to Rachel."Rachel, where were you this morning? William and I waited for a long time. We thought something might've