All Chapters of Countdown to My Divorce: Chapter 821 - Chapter 830

Somehow, Rachel found all this hilarious.Gerald didn't like her, and it had nothing to do with whether or not she was a biological child of the Lloyd family.It made sense to Rachel that he didn't like her before they realized her blood relations with the family. However, even after it was proven that she was a daughter of the Lloyd family, Gerald continued to dislike her.From then on, Rachel had been utterly disappointed in him.Her heart was dead, like a quiet river in the night. Nothing Gerald said stirred up any emotion in her. She knew what he wanted to say even before he opened his mouth.She gave a cold laugh."Grandpa, you can't blame me this time. Everyone saw it for themselves—it had nothing to do with me. Yvette slandered me in front of Tyler. She even claimed that I had feelings for William, which is completely untrue. As for all the bad debts she chalked up for the company, it's not that you don't see them. You're simply pretending not to. Dad has left us at a time

Panicked, she yelled, "Why should we get a divorce? I don't want that, William! I've lost the child, anyway. Can't you just pretend it never happened? What's more, hasn't Rachel been in your heart all this time? Can't you just forget that this ever happened?"William laughed out loud as though he had heard a joke."What did you just say?"He chuckled."Samantha, what do you take the Lewis family for? Do you really think just about anyone can be part of it? Everyone in the Lloyd family was present at the funeral. Now, they all know that I can't bear children and that you've made a cuckold out of me. Do you really think we can pretend nothing happened?"Samantha started to panic even more. Tears started falling once again. She tugged pitifully at William's sleeve and began to plead."William, I really love you. Think about it! If I didn't, why would I try to drink my sorrows away? That accident wouldn't have happened if I hadn't gotten drunk."If she hadn't slept with another man,

"I'll come over with William tonight to keep Grandpa company. It's not good for you to be here alone, William," Samantha chimed in anxiously.But William said coldly, "There's no need for that. We have servants in the house, and we can always hire a nurse if need be. Go back home. We'll settle things here. Oh, yes. I'll have someone send you the divorce agreement as soon as possible."At William's mention of a divorce, Samantha shook her head repeatedly."I don't want a divorce, William! I'm begging you! What happened before was my fault. I shouldn't have acted so foolishly. I admit my mistake, so won't you forgive me? I don't mind that you're infertile. We can always adopt a child. Many people do that nowadays, don't they?"William couldn't hold back his laughter at Samantha's suggestion."Adoption? To think that an idea like that would come from even you! The Lewis family has never handed the family business to an adopted child. You must be crazy."Samatha realized that William

Tyler had inherited Thomas' intimidating aura. His presence alone was enough to incite fear in others.William stood right there, unsure of what to do.Tyler, who had been standing there silently all this while, spoke up."The doctor said that you have to be hospitalized for seven days for further observation, so quit yelling. You can't be discharged at this point. It's impossible."He spoke with an air of authority that wouldn't take no for an answer.Thomas looked at Tyler with furrowed brows and pursed lips. The air around them froze.His voice tinged with anger, Thomas snapped, "Who will take care of me in the hospital?""We've discussed it. I'll take turns with William. He'll be here during the day, while I'll be here at night. I'll also hire two nurses, which should be enough," Tyler said, confident of his arrangement.Thomas asked, "Then… What will I eat? I hate hospital food."Tyler had already thought of a solution for that. "Have the servants at home cook what you li

Sasha was yelling through sobs. "Oh, Jim…! Why did you leave in such a rush…?"She was wearing a brand-new black dress, the brooch at her collar glinting coldly in the evening light. She looked less like she was mourning and more like she had intentionally dressed herself up.Rachel clenched her fists so hard, her nails dug into the flesh of her palms.How dare Sasha come to Jim's funeral to put on such a pretentious act? Was she still not giving up? Rachel approached Sasha and asked unceremoniously, "Shall I call for security, or are you going to walk out by yourself?"Sasha slowly turned around and pulled out a napkin from her bag."Rachel, you can't be this heartless! Your brother and I don't have a roof over our heads anymore. We lead our lives exposed to the harsh elements outside. Now that your dad is gone, you should at least give us a portion of the Lloyd family inheritance. This is your dad's medical report," Sasha said, passing Rachel a document.It was a report fro