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."

the line on the paper. It was just as terrible as the man

"Let's go."

on, strolling out of

Rita’s face was blank. "Where to

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

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

experience was the essence of her

Learning was earning!

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

looked up at the man

caring

'It shouldn't be.'

had ever cared about her.

the wrong idea and put on her coat and

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

was a European courtyard, suggesting the dignified and

past a rockery and a fish pond, they walked toward a

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

this elegant environment was a good

walking, they stopped in

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

***

window, sitting in a wheelchair. His bleared eyes were full

time they come back, I can see that Young Master has changed his attitude towards

made old Mr.

finally decides to give up on the person who he had been caring for. The efforts of Rita for so many years will finally pay back. It’s

"But ..."

Wilson was overwhelmed,

brow furrowed. "But

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 immersed

indeed,

interaction pattern between Rita and Liam, and he also

particular, her look at

Not passionate any more.

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