His Domineering Lover
Chapter 482

It had been days since that event happened. Rachel assumed that NE was finalizing the perfume project, but it seemed the project didn't proceed well.

"My bad?"1 Rachel asked deliberately. She had known everything. Her agent company wouldn't have given up on her if there was a little hope.

In the past few days, all brands, for which she was a spokesperson, demanded to terminate their cooperations and asked for penal sums. Her agent was busy with all these messes in the past few days. Rachel's public image was in ruins. Like Tracey, every potential partner refused to cooperate when NE proposed Rachel to be the spokesperson.

The project schedule for this new perfume had been put off several times. His teammates were persuading NE to give up Rachel. However, NE would like to keep his promise, as he felt Rachel's disappointment unbearable.

He was looking for ways out. In fact, he had his last shift.

"No. I will make it work.'

Rachel was clear that she herself was the only problem in this project. But she still took advantage of Wiliam.

For the sake of Wiliam, Rachel should have withdrawn on her own initiative. But Wiliam was her last hope, so whatever happened, Rachel wouldn't give up.

What was more, Rachel knew that Wiliam still had a trump card. The Tuners owned the largest company in the industry of skincare products at home.

That would be Wiliam's last shift if no one procured the authority of the agency.

That was why Rachel always had confidence in Wiliam. With the support of the Turners, Rachel might clear her name in the future.

But Wiliam didn't feel like turning to his family for help if there was a choice.

"I'm sorry, William. Do you have time tonight? I would like to invite you to dinner. It had been days since we met last time." Rachel was desperate to grab hold of Wiliam. "Okay, you make the reservation, I will come later." William hung up the phone tiredly.

He glanced over those documents. No companies agreed to cooperate, even if he surrendered a large part of the profits. Rachel was like a hot potato avoided by everyone. Apart from Rachel, he knew there was still one man behind this. It was Adam!

Wiliam had been on good terms with Adam. Now he was retaliated by Adam because of his dispute with Tracey.

Rachel could restore her public image through several charitable activities. And the profits he surrendered were tempting. Most companies would waver their resolutions for these munificent conditions.

It was his first time to make such a concession, but still, no cooperation finalized. As a result, William had no choice but to turn to his family for help.

Well, William still chose to keep his word.

Rachel hung up the phone and threw away the cigarette butt. The relationship with Sean in the past few days was tiring. That man had completely shattered her last hope.

She would strive for her own future if Sean failed to provide one to her.

'Tracey and Sean, I will give you hell! I will live a good life, better than both of you.'

After a shower, Rachel got changed. When she passed by the study room, Sean was focusing on his documents.

Sean was hot when working hard, which Rachel fell for back then. But everything changed now.

Once upon a time, Rachel had no doubt that Sean and she would live a happy life when Tracey disappeared from their world.

With this belief, Rachel married Sean, realizing her dream.

Then, she found that happiness required more than a marriage certificate. Whatever you did was a mistake if that man didn't love you.

'If that's the case, why should I beg for his love pathetically? Hum!"

Raising his head, Sean saw Rachel dressed up gorgeously. Sean was confused about her dressing up, for Rachel shouldn't have worked recently.

After a deep breath, Rachel walked to Sean step by step. She made a decision in her heart.

"Sean." She called him gently. This was her last endeavor for his love.

"Yes?" The man stopped writing and looked at Rachel coldly as if she was just a stranger rather than his wife.

The coldness of Sean made Rachel feel pathetic, as she still considered this man as her husband.

"I have an appointment." She approached him on purpose. She hoped Sean could smell the scent she was wearing. A husband should be concerned about his wife, who left home at night. "Got it." Sean looked away from her and didn't ask about her appointed place and her date, let alone of her time of return.

'He doesn't care about me at all?' Sean's indifference is the biggest harm to Rachel.

She bit her lip and said obstinately, "I won't come back this evening." She even made stress on the word won't.

This time, the man who buried his head in the documents did not even raise his head, "Got it." That was all.

He would listen if she told him, and he didn't care if she didn't inform him. That was their matrimony?

The corners of Rachel's mouth curled into a sneer. 'Very well, Sean, you ruin all my hope. From now on, you will be sorry for what you said today for the rest of your life!'

Rachel left without any delay, though she cherished a wish that Sean could stop her.

Rachel didn't ask for more. She would stay at home to be an understanding wife and loving mother for one word from Sean.

When she was at the door, the man finally opened his mouth, "Wait."

Rachel turned around quickly. When she was ready to throw herself into his arms, his cold eyes stopped her.

"Please close the door when you leave. Knock first next time you come in." He said indifferently.

Clenching her fists, Rachel looked bad. Gritting her teeth, she said, "Okay!"

Then she slammed the door. This time, she went away without turning her head.

A gust of cold wind swept over her when Rachel came out of the villa. But it was nothing compared with her sorrows at heart. She felt cold both outside and inside.

The chauffeur was waiting at the door. Rachel got in the car expressionlessly. She shot a last glance at the villa which she thought was their love nest.

The leaves in the courtyard were dancing in the cold wind. She looked away, "Let's go."