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.

What

at him in confusion.

Rita and turned his head to shout towards the

Wilson, what do you want me

"Bathe Mrs. Wilson."

on Rita's body where Oliver had touched, and added in disgust, "Especially here, here, and

he held her,

him

you want to

grabbed her clothes tightly, refusing to

were her birthday gift from her

old–fashioned, they were her

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

he began approaching

it, he was close enough to cast his

And became closer!

close she could see the pores on his face. Her heart

and took

your mind? Will you take them off yourself or do you want me to help

irritated she picked up the comb and threw

as I say!" With that, he left, slamming the door

of

so angry," Mrs. Davis asked worriedly while putting red petals into the

"I don't know."

out her hands with a bitter

Mrs. Davis kept asking, so Rita

thing, Mrs. Davis seemed to perceive something unusual

Davis, do you think this is funny?" Rita blinked

happy for you, Mrs. Wilson,"

for me?"

finally realized how good

chuckled out loud, completely disagreeing to what Mrs. Davis

F City knew how much

he have

It was impossible.

If Mr. Wilson doesn't like you, how could he be so angry just because another man grabbed your arm? He

know how to retort. Mrs. Davis's analysis seemed to make

today, but she was sure it was not