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

looked at

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

Davis hurried in. "Mr. Wilson, what do

"Bathe Mrs. Wilson."

had touched, and added in disgust, "Especially here, here, and here. Rub hard until the filth

her, he smelled

him a

want to throw

refusing

her birthday

old–fashioned, they were her

man's scent, Liam said grimly, "If

began

close enough to cast his

And became closer!

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

he reached out, Rita covered her chest with her hands and took a few steps back. "Don't come over!

do you

the

tilted his head and the comb missed. "Mrs. Davis, do as I say!"

breathed a sigh of relief. "What's wrong

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

"I don't know."

spread out her hands with

Rita

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

think this is funny?" Rita blinked in

am happy for you,

for me?" Rita looked

he has finally realized how good you are to him and developed feelings for

are funny." Rita chuckled out loud, completely disagreeing to

knew how much Liam disliked

have feelings

It was impossible.

Rita didn't believe her, Mrs. Davis continued, "Mrs. Wilson, think about it. If Mr. Wilson doesn't like you, how could he be so angry just because another man grabbed your arm? He

retort. Mrs. Davis's analysis seemed

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