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."

was just as terrible as the

"Let's go."

on, strolling

Rita’s face was blank. "Where to

skills and experience with your ears, and that's learning too." Liam did not stop and continued

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

all, Liam's experience was the essence of

Learning was earning!

to reduce your visual fatigue and your nervous tension." Outside the door came the man's explanation.

up at

he caring about

'It shouldn't be.'

ever cared about her. There was no such a

again, Rita brushed away the wrong idea and put on her coat and

but she had her full mind on Liam, and had

the dignified and rich status of the master all

past a rockery and a fish

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

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

were tired of walking, they stopped

listened carefully to the man talking

***

second floor, old Mr. Wilson was looking at the two people in the courtyard through the glass window, sitting in

his attitude towards Young Mistress." The housekeeper who stood

Mr. Wilson even

on the person who he had been caring for. The

"But ..."

Mr. Wilson was overwhelmed, the housekeeper

brow

faded." Before, every time he had delivered fruit, he could

change, indeed,

pattern between Rita and Liam,

particular, her look

Not passionate any more.

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