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."

on the paper. It was just as terrible as the man had said that had

"Let's go."

a coat on, strolling out

face was blank.

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

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

Liam's experience was the essence

Learning was earning!

your visual fatigue and your nervous

up at the man

he caring

'It shouldn't be.'

cared about her.

wrong idea and put on

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

dignified and rich status of the master all

fish pond, they

grass. It was very refreshing. Rita felt

this elegant environment was

of walking, they stopped in

leaned against the vermilion pavilion and listened carefully to the man talking

***

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

see that Young Master has changed his attitude towards Young Mistress." The housekeeper who stood

made old Mr. Wilson

many years, Liam finally decides to give up on the person who he had been caring

"But ..."

Wilson was overwhelmed, the

brow

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 just

change, indeed,

words, Mr. Wilson recalled the interaction pattern between Rita and Liam,

her look at Liam

Not passionate any more.

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