Sweet Divorce

"What?" Rita was confused.

'Him? Who is he referring to?'

But before long, she understood what he meant.

Did he think she liked the man named Oliver?

If it were before, she would have been happy that he had misunderstood, thinking he didn't hate her so much and was jealous. But now she knew that he was only worried about his fame.

She looked away and said, "I don't like him."

She had used all her strength to love him. Now her heart was broken and she couldn't love anyone.

"Good. That kind of man is too much for you to handle," Liam said. The anger in his eyes faded a little when he heard her answer.

He glanced at her, and his gaze was fixed on her short shoulder-length hair.

'She had her hair cut? Didn't she always like long hair? But this hairstyle is nice. It suits her well and makes her look exquisite.'

"If there's nothing else you want to talk about, I'm going to my room."

Seeing that she was leaving, Liam regained his senses.

Looking at her wrist, which Oliver had held a while before, he got angry again. He carried her on his shoulder and began walking to the second floor.

"Hey, what are you doing?" she shouted. Hanging upside down on his shoulder made her dizzy.

She clenched her hands into fists and punched him on the back to protest. "Let me down! Now!"

"Be quiet!" With a frown, he spanked her.

"You ... don't touch me!" His intimate action made Rita blush.

He ignored what she said, and warned in a cold voice, "Do as I say if you do not want to get spanked again."

'What?'

Rita was very angry but dared not to fire back.

Afraid that he would spank her again, she remained quiet.

Soon she was put in the bathtub by Liam.

bathtub? What does this

looked at him in confusion. "What

Davis!" Liam ignored Rita and turned his head to shout towards the

Davis hurried in. "Mr. Wilson, what do you want me

"Bathe Mrs. Wilson."

body where Oliver had touched, and added in disgust,

held her, he

gave him a

you want to throw

grabbed her clothes tightly, refusing to do as he

birthday gift from her

old–fashioned, they were her

to get rid of the clothes that had another man's scent, Liam said grimly, "If you are unwilling to take

began

he was close enough to cast

And became closer!

she could see the pores on

Rita covered her chest with her hands and took a few steps back. "Don't come over! Stay away

you made up your mind? Will you take them off yourself or do you want me to help you?" he asked, his sharp eyes fixed on

irritated she picked up the comb and threw at

the comb missed. "Mrs. Davis, do as I say!" With that, he left,

breathed a sigh of

Mr. Wilson was so angry," Mrs. Davis asked

"I don't know."

her hands with

Rita told

Davis seemed to perceive

do you think this is funny?" Rita blinked

am happy for you, Mrs. Wilson," Mrs. Davis

for me?" Rita looked

have done so much for Mr. Wilson. Now he has finally realized how good

loud, completely disagreeing to

in F City knew how much Liam disliked

have

It was impossible.

think about it. If Mr. Wilson doesn't like you, how could he be so angry just because another man grabbed your

didn't know how to retort. Mrs. Davis's analysis seemed to

seem weird today, but she was sure it was