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

the bathtub, Rita looked at

Liam ignored Rita and turned his

in. "Mr. Wilson, what do you want

"Bathe Mrs. Wilson."

where Oliver had touched, and added in disgust, "Especially here, here, and here. Rub hard until the filth is off. Throw her clothes

held her, he smelled

gave him a

you want to throw away

refusing to do

clothes were her birthday

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, I’ll

he began approaching

knew it, he was close enough to cast his shadow

And became closer!

close she could see the pores on his face.

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

you take them off yourself or do you want me to help you?" he

picked up the comb and threw at him. "Get

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

of

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

"I don't know."

her hands with

kept asking, so Rita told her what happened that

the whole thing, Mrs. Davis seemed to

do you think this is funny?" Rita blinked in

you, Mrs. Wilson," Mrs.

for me?" Rita

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

Rita chuckled out loud, completely

F City knew

have feelings for

It was impossible.

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

Rita didn't know how to retort. Mrs. Davis's

seem weird today, but she was sure it was not