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."

just as terrible as the man had said that had directly

"Let's go."

on, strolling out of

face was blank. "Where to

your hands are tired, you can listen to my design skills and experience with your

have a class in the room? Why go out?" Although Rita

experience was the essence of her specialized

Learning was earning!

and your nervous tension." Outside the door came the

sharply looked up at the

caring about

'It shouldn't be.'

her. There was no

Rita brushed away the wrong idea

had come to the Wilson’s house many times, but she had her full mind on Liam, and

European courtyard, suggesting the dignified

fish pond, they walked toward a

came with the fragrance of grass. It was very refreshing. Rita felt that her irritability and fatigue

in this elegant environment was a

tired of walking, they stopped

the vermilion pavilion and listened carefully

***

a room on the second floor, old Mr. Wilson was looking at the two people in the courtyard through the glass window, sitting in a wheelchair. His bleared eyes were full of relief. "Well, their relationship finally thaw. It seems

attitude towards Young Mistress." The housekeeper who stood behind old

made old Mr. Wilson

caring for. The

"But ..."

was overwhelmed, the housekeeper

pale brow

seemed to have faded." Before, every time he had delivered fruit,

indeed, cannot

the interaction pattern between Rita and Liam, and he also

particular, her look at Liam

Not passionate any more.

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