Chapter 31

“We haven’t done it in a while,” William said.

“Just go to bed,” Rachel murmured uncomfortably, “I’m really tired.”

She didn’t tell William how she was feeling physically. Some expectations, she thought, no longer mattered.

The desire in William’s eyes faded at her words, replaced by the usual coldness in his tone.

“Alright, I’ll go have a smoke.”

With that, he grabbed his cup and walked out onto the balcony.

Rachel didn’t have the energy to care about him anymore, or anything around her.

She turned on her side and drifted back to sleep, barely aware of anything.

The next day, Rachel didn’t wake up until past ten. By then, William was already up and dressed. He must have heard the noise behind him, because he glanced back at her. He fastened the last button of his shirt and raised his hand to sign.

Rachel realized he was telling her to make him some chicken soup. He said he had been meeting people frequently lately, and his stomach wasn’t feeling right.

Suddenly, she remembered how he insisted on making her drink that coffee last night. It had made her stomach hurt all through the night, but he hadn’t noticed at all.

A bitter smile tugged at her lips.

“It’s getting late already, and we still need to visit Mom’s grave. You can just grab some chicken soup on the way.”

William raised an eyebrow, his expression showing clear disdain.

“But they put thickeners in the ones outside. It doesn’t taste as good as yours. We still have some time, and I took the afternoon off. If you start now, it’ll be ready in time.”

Rachel wasn’t foolish. A man who didn’t care about her health, but still wanted her to make food for him? William didn’t deserve that privilege.

She didn’t refuse outright and instead glanced at the clock.

“But I still have to go to the office this morning. Even though I’m not the director anymore, I have more things to handle now. Ms. Judd is our boss, and if she makes a mistake, all of us will get punished. Plus, didn’t you say she’s still getting used to the company? It’s only natural that I have to help her out more.”

Rachel’s words were sharp and calculated. Of course, she was following orders. What she was just doing what William had told her – to help Samantha more. What was the problem?

Her response left William speechless, and he ran a hand through his hair in frustration. “Fine, you go to the office.”

“Alright, I’m leaving then.”

Rachel quickly got ready, not even bothering to put on makeup. She figured she could do that once she got to the office. She hoped to get out of there quickly – she was tired of staying around where William would probably ask her to do something else.

However, she didn’t actually go to the office. She had already applied for a day off with HR. Every year, she made it a point not to go to work on this day.

Feeling off from her stomach, she stopped by the pharmacy first to get some medicine. After taking it, her stomach felt much better.

After picking up some lilies for the grave, she arrived at the cemetery to find that William hadn’t made it yet. So, she sent him a message.

This would be their last time visiting her mother.

William replied, [I’ll be there soon.]

Rachel typed a quick reply, [Okay, I’m here waiting for you.]

She put her phone away and began talking to her mother, Melanie.

“Mom, I have something to tell you. I might be leaving Yurelia City soon, and maybe I’ll never come back. Also, I’m going to divorce William. I really didn’t want to say this, but I have to – you were wrong about him…”