All Chapters of Countdown to My Divorce: Chapter 721 - Chapter 730

Rachel retracted her gaze and searched for nearby bars on her phone.She eventually settled on a place called Bellefleur's Bar, mainly because of its vintage ambience and furnishings. It even had a live band performing on the first floor, which may quell the tense atmosphere without being too loud.Rachel immediately made a reservation. She excitedly showed Tyler her phone screen. "Look, this place I chose for you two is perfect!"In the past, Tyler would have pushed Rachel's phone away and told her irritably to just decide on her own.This time, however, his interest was piqued."Looks good, but you should reserve a private room instead. That would be quieter and easier for us to hear each other speak. Anne doesn't like discussing work at noisy places."Tyler leaned toward Rachel's phone, his hair accidentally brushing against her jaw. It tickled, and Rachel could even pick up the scent of his shampoo. It smelled pleasant and refreshing, a great match with his cool personality

Yale saw Rachel's brow twitch; he knew that he had said something wrong, and quickly corrected himself."Ms. Lloyd, don't misunderstand me. I didn't mean that. I just meant that… Mr. Hunt isn't someone like that."Rachel asked, "Then what about Ms. Charlton?""Ms. Charlton…" Yale bowed his head, unsure of what to say next. He whispered with uncertainty, "I don't know about Ms. Charlton.""But you should be able to tell that Ms. Charlton likes Mr. Hunt, right?" Rachel probed, as though seeking affirmation.Yale's voice went a pitch higher. "Like? She's obsessed with Mr. Hunt! You may not know this, Ms. Lloyd, but she didn't just start liking Mr. Hunt. She liked Mr. Hunt since they started working together overseas. Everyone in our company knows about it.""How long have they been working with each other?" Rachel asked, curious."About three years," Yale replied, rubbing his chin as though deep in thought.Rachel was surprised to hear his answer. "Three years overseas, added to t

Tyler looked up, his dark brows and high cheekbones deadly attractive to many."Is it about the proposal?""No, it's a personal question."Anne nervously gripped the hem of her dress as she pursed her lips.Tyler put the proposal down and leaned back in his chair."If it's a personal issue, let's talk about it later. We're here to talk about the proposal, aren't we? Let's talk about the parts you have doubts about."Anne rested both hands on the table and said anxiously, "Tyler, I don't believe you're blind to the feelings I have for you. I confessed my feelings to you when we were overseas, but you said that you want to concentrate on your career and have no time for romance. What about now? You have your own company, and your career is on the rise. Do you have time for a relationship now?"Tyler's brows arched, clearly unwilling to dwell on this topic."Ms. Charlton, my company is hit by a huge crisis right now. Do you really think I have time for a new relationship?"Anne i

"She even gave our boss some money. Did you see how wide the smile on his face was? He usually looks at us as though we're his enemies, and he's always irritated by anyone who crosses his path. But today, he even invited us to supper after work!""Really? Goodness, this is amazing! I'm telling you, I work like a horse every day. I don't even have time for supper.""Exactly. The question is, why did that lady do that? I don't quite understand.""Perhaps her husband was drinking with another woman in our bar, but she's too embarrassed to search for him room by room, so that was the only thing she could do.""That makes sense."Somehow, Rachel popped into Tyler's mind. That was just a feeling, however. Logically speaking, he knew Rachel wouldn't do that.They had been intimate, and he had made clear his intentions to make things official between them.Yet, she was still hesitant.Tyler navigated to Rachel's photo on his phone and flashed it to the waiter. "Hey, is this the lady yo

Rachel knew it was nothing good. Given what she knew of Tyler, he would never entertain gossip, even if someone took the initiative to share it with him.How could a man like him want to share a piece of gossip he overheard with her? Rachel's instincts told her that it was a trap.She pretended to yawn. "Let's talk about it tomorrow. It's very late."Tyler arched a brow, a smile stretching across his face. There was a glint in those deep, dark eyes of his."Fine, we'll talk about it tomorrow. Rest early tonight. Your room or mine?"Rachel was stunned to hear his question. "What do you mean by that?""Putting me to sleep," Tyler reminded her.Rachel glanced at the time on her phone. "Look at the date. What date is it today?""Oh, the contract is up. We'll extend it by one day, and I'll transfer you the money tomorrow."With that, Tyler started unbuttoning his shirt, not caring about Rachel's answer."I'm not extending the contract. Go back to your room," Rachel said.Why did