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 does

bathtub, Rita looked at him in confusion. "What

and turned his head to shout

Mrs. Davis hurried in. "Mr. Wilson, what

"Bathe Mrs. Wilson."

and added in disgust, "Especially here, here,

held her, he smelled man's

gave him a

do you want to

refusing to

were her birthday

old–fashioned, they

refused to get rid of the clothes that had another man's scent, Liam said grimly,

he began approaching

close enough to cast his shadow over

And became closer!

see the

covered her chest with her hands and took a few steps

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

the comb and threw at him. "Get

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

sigh of relief.

what did you do? Mr. Wilson was so angry," Mrs. Davis asked

"I don't know."

hands with a bitter

Davis kept asking, so Rita told her what

to the whole thing, Mrs. Davis seemed to perceive

think this is funny?" Rita

you, Mrs. Wilson,"

for me?" Rita looked

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

Rita chuckled out loud, completely disagreeing

knew how much Liam

have

It was impossible.

Wilson doesn't like you, how could he be so angry just

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

she was sure