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

Rita looked at him in confusion.

turned his

"Mr. Wilson,

"Bathe Mrs. Wilson."

had touched, and added in disgust, "Especially here, here, and

he held her, he

gave him

to throw away

grabbed her clothes tightly, refusing to do as he

birthday gift from her

old–fashioned, they were her

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

began approaching

was close enough to cast his shadow over

And became closer!

could see the

her chest with her hands and took a few steps

them off yourself or do you want me to help you?" he asked, his sharp

was so irritated she picked up the comb and threw

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

of relief. "What's

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

"I don't know."

spread out her hands

kept asking, so Rita

to the whole thing, Mrs. Davis seemed to perceive something

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

am happy for you, Mrs. Wilson,"

me?" Rita looked

so much for Mr. Wilson. Now he has finally realized how good you are to him and developed feelings

loud,

knew how much

he have feelings for

It was impossible.

Wilson doesn't like you,

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

did seem weird today, but she was sure it was not what Mrs.