After all, one would remain calm if one didn’t care.

It was exactly how Rachel felt about William and Samantha right now; she didn’t care about them one bit. This was probably how an utterly broken heart felt.

Just as well–an amicable split was miles better than an ugly separation.

At night, when Rachel stepped out of the washroom fresh from a shower, someone barged into her room and gave her a huge fright.

She instinctively tightened her grip over the towel and heaved a sigh of relief when she saw that it was Samantha.

The next moment, her brows furrowed.

“Ms. Judd, don’t you know that it’s basic courtesy to knock before entering someone else’s room?”

Samantha looked down awkwardly. “I’m sorry, Rachel. I forgot.”

Rachel released the hand clutching her chest and asked, “What do you want?”

“William bought supper and wants you to join us.”

Rachel hesitated for a moment. Samantha spoke as though she were the mistress of the house—as if Rachel was the guest Samantha was inviting for a meal.

Samantha saw the hesitation in Rachel’s eyes; she belatedly realized what her tone insinuated and explained anxiously, “I’m sorry, Rachel! That’s not what I meant. I’ve always been by myself, you see. Now that you and William are by my side, I feel such an intimate sense of kinship, and I made a slip of the tongue. I’m really sorry.”

Samantha then drew nearer to Rachel.

“You wouldn’t mind, would you, Rachel?”

Rachel forced a smile on her face, not knowing what to say. Samantha had said it all.

She decided to let things go and said, “Let’s go have supper.”

With that, she brushed past Samantha and left the room.

William opened the takeout boxes and waved a hand at Rachel.

“Rachel, come over and have some supper. I bought some barbecued meat from the South Coast. Didn’t you say you wanted to give it a try?”

The look on Rachel’s face froze as she stared at William, busy laying out the food.

She didn’t say she wanted to try the food from the South Coast–it was the North Coast.

Samantha’s eyes lit up when she saw all the food on the table.

“William, the food you bought for Rachel is exactly what I love to eat! This must be from the South Coast. I love the barbecued meat from there!”

The corners of Rachel’s lips twitched. William didn’t buy it from the wrong location. He simply remembered it wrongly.

Samantha was once again proven to be the one he cared most about. Rachel didn’t stand a chance.

William was still oblivious to the blunder he had made. He opened up the last box and said, “Sit down and eat.”

Rachel didn’t have much appetite and ate slowly. Samantha, on the other hand, was ravenous.

Rachel couldn’t help but glance at her still-flat stomach. She heard that pregnant ladies tended to eat more.

If William’s parents knew about Samantha’s baby, they would be elated.

Over the years, they had been pressuring Rachel and William to have a baby. Much to Rachel’s disappointment, she never got pregnant. It made his parents dislike her even more.

Samantha’s pregnancy was a clear sign that Rachel’s marriage to William was doomed to end.

William sensed something amiss with Rachel and gently knocked on the table before her. “Rachel, is the food not to your liking?”

Rachel snapped back to attention and forced a smile on her face. “No, I just don’t have much appetite.”

“Don’t you like the barbecued meat from this eatery?”

Rachel put down her fork and said flatly, “I like the one at the North Coast. Samantha’s the one who likes this.”

Chapter 14