Sweet Divorce

When Liam Wilson heard what Rita Brown had said, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he violently stretched out his hands for her arms, "What did you say?"

"I say, I'm divorcing you!"

This time, Rita said with extraordinary firmness, and she wanted to shake off the hands on her arms. However, the man clasped her arms tightly.

Gazing at Rita, Liam was eager to see what she was planning in her mind, and his cold and sharp eyes were as if they might penetrate her skin to her heart.

Although he did not know well about Rita, he knew her deep-seated obsession with him.

No matter how he had snubbed and taunted her before, she was always passionate about him.

But today, she was asking for divorce!

It's really rare.

She tried hard to have sex with him, and even made Joey die of a car accident. Marrying him to become Mrs. Wilson and sharing his fortune and power was her goal for long time, wasn’t it?

But now, she suddenly mentioned to divorce. What did she mean?

"Well, what trick are you playing now?" He looked at Rita disdainfully.

He said it in a low voice but his tone revealed his coldness.

living room was chilly enough at the moment to let people’s scalp numb, and the servant

Liam, Rita was a

of her previous life, she stood up straightly, "I’m not playing games with you…. I had

first time that Rita

behavior was beyond Liam’s

squinted, carefully looked at her, and soon found that something was

at him with firmly love in her eyes before, but today she looked at him without

when speaking to him was no longer flattering, but with an

exact reasons why Rita changed a lot in all of a

his attention back, answered coldly, "It is not you who decide to marry or to divorce. You made great efforts to become my wife at first. Then, in the next three years, one thousand and ninety-five days, as Mrs. Wilson, you must suffer this pain

on her face; nevertheless, she

shook her head and shouted agitatedly, "No. I want a divorce.

miseries of her previous life; she could no longer bear his disgust and indifference towards

she must get a divorce. She must

and turned to

"Stop…."

with her red eyes, and said in the tone

he frowned gently and wanted to shake off her hand, but finally did not do so. He wondered whether she really had

few seconds, turned, and glanced at the housekeeper, "Take her