Sweet Divorce

"It's not simple."

'Young man, this wasn't a simple matter at all!'

It was only after hearing Rita's words that Liam realized that he had failed to express his feelings clearly just now.

"Don't get me wrong. I just meant to sleep in the same room." He added, reached out to grab the quilt that Rita had been holding tightly in her arms, and then placed it on the bed.

Rita was shocked and was in a state of alert. "What are you doing?"

"Are you going to sleep standing up?"

The man tilted his head to look at Rita. Seeing that she didn't retort, he threw her quilt onto the bed. "You're still having a fever. I allow you to sleep on the bed tonight."

"No, thanks. I'll just sleep on the ground." Hearing that, Rita went to pull her quilt.

"OK, I'm welcome you to sleep on the ground with me at any time." As soon as Liam said that, the woman's hand, which was holding the quilt, suddenly loosened.

Seeing this scene, the man smiled bitterly in his heart.

She really didn't want to have any contact with him. She let go of the quilt so quickly!

Without thinking about it, he went to the ground with his quilt.

Seeing that the man was lying down, Rita lay back on the bed.

However, she lay on the bed which was the furthest away from the man.

With her back to the man, she didn't dare to fall asleep.

Only when the man's breathing became heavy did she dare to close her eyes and fall asleep.

Perhaps because she was too sleepy, she fell asleep in less than a minute.

At this time, the man on the ground opened his eyes.

In the moonlight, he looked sideways at the woman curling up on the bed, and his eyes were full of complicated emotions ...

***

The next day.

In the dining room.

Liam lowered his head and glanced at the clock on the wall. Then, he glanced at a room on the second floor as if he didn't mean to do it.

The door was still closed!

He withdrew his gaze and looked back at the hot soup on the table.

soup is cold."

understand what he meant. She reached out to take the soup on the table.

The man frowned.

the magazine, lifted his legs, and walked out.

then she grinned from ear to ear. "OK, OK, I'll send it to Mrs. Wilson now."

ha, the silly boy finally opens his heart."

care

Mrs. Davis touched the soup bowl, she seemed to think of something and shrank back. "Mr. Wilson, it's better for you to send the soup in person."

suddenly looked up.

Before Liam could say anything, Mrs. Davis covered her stomach

hesitantly, and finally picked it up and walked to the

looked at the man who went upstairs through the crack in the

out her mobile phone and reported the latest progress of

in the

opened the door.

the door being

man coming in, she quickly

Liam ignored her vigilant look and

expression, he handed the soup to her and said, "Chicken soup, drink it while it's still hot."

front of her in shock for a second, and then she reached out

that he had noticed her petty action just now, the man added, "Don't get me wrong. Mrs. Davis

didn't want to bring it

Not at all.

care about her in this life. Anyway, in her previous life, Liam didn't care about her until she died. "But, thank

"Well."

were dimmed for no reason.

Liam, who was sitting on the

is all right."

the relationship between Isabelle and Charlotte?" Rita took a sip of chicken soup and looked

involved, it was too conspicuous for her to investigate in person. She was afraid that she would alert the enemy before she found out anything.

the man's puzzled gaze fell

order to make the man willingly help her, she had no choice but to tell him about the meeting between

agreed readily after she finished that. "OK, I'll ask more people to

is always so enthusiastic about

such a trivial thing might also make

them seemed to have reached an agreement and did not mention anything about what happened that

better, Rita went back to school.

professional courses, which involved several classes, she

wanted to hide herself. Unexpectedly,

go after signing up yesterday?" Suddenly, Charlotte

that it wasn't Oliver who had overheard

'Probably not.'

smile. "I went home, what's