Sweet Divorce

Chapter 38 Liam is Her Cushion

Because they rarely went back to the old house, they would stay overnight when they did.

Of course, this time is no exception.

Before, Rita would like to spend the whole day by Liam’s side.

But today –

She had been practising design all the time without looking up.

After supper, Rita went back to the room to practice painting.

"It's not right."

Suddenly a cool voice came overhead.

Rita set her mouth in a grim line, erasing the paper and holding the brush again.

Because of the long practice, the pains of her fingers made her frown again and again. Even so she clenched her teeth and continued to practice.

"Would the lines look more natural in that way?"

After redrawing, she looked up for the man's opinions.

The man did not answer her, but grabbed the pencil from her hand. "Stop here. You should rest."

"It's only nine and I can practice another hour." She didn't have time to rest, after all, her base was so poor that even with such intense practice, she was still not sure if she could beat so many contestants, let alone Charlotte, who stood at the top of the pyramid.

So, she had to try.

Took all the effort to practice.

This battle was of great importance.

She reached for her pencil, while the man turned away.

"Liam, give me the pencil!" Rita frowned.

"You've drawn enough today. Your hand muscles are too tired to draw anymore." Liam took her painting, pointing to the modified place, "Under this state, the line you draw is unfavorable without beauty."

terrible as

"Let's go."

reached for a coat on, strolling out of the

was

to my design skills and experience with your ears, and that's learning too." Liam did

have a class in the room? Why go out?" Although Rita was puzzled, she still took a cashmere coat

was the

Learning was earning!

to reduce your visual fatigue and your nervous tension." Outside the

looked up at the

he caring about

'It shouldn't be.'

ever cared about her. There was no such

away the wrong idea and put on her

life, Rita had come to the Wilson’s house many times, but she had her

the dignified and rich

fish pond, they walked toward

It was very refreshing. Rita felt that her irritability

to Liam’s lecture in this elegant environment was a good way

they were tired of walking, they stopped

against the vermilion pavilion and listened carefully to the man

***

courtyard through the glass window, sitting in a wheelchair. His bleared eyes were full of relief. "Well, their relationship finally thaw.

his attitude towards Young Mistress." The

made old Mr. Wilson even

decides to give up on the person who he had been caring for. The efforts of Rita for so

"But ..."

Mr. Wilson was overwhelmed,

brow furrowed. "But

just delivering them fruit, I found that Young Mistress's passion for Young Master seemed to have faded." Before, every time he had delivered fruit, he could always found Young Mistress pounding at Young Master, but this time Young Mistress was

change, indeed, cannot be

between

particular, her look at Liam

Not passionate any more.

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