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 the man had said

"Let's go."

reached for a coat on,

Rita’s face was

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

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

Liam's experience was the essence of

Learning was earning!

fatigue and your nervous tension." Outside the door came the man's explanation. Rita's hand holding

up at the

he caring about

'It shouldn't be.'

her. There was no

again, Rita brushed away the wrong idea

house many times, but she had

courtyard, suggesting the dignified and rich status of the

and a fish pond, they walked

grass. It was

this elegant environment was a good

were tired of walking, they

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

***

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

has changed his attitude towards

Mr. Wilson even

the person who he had been caring for. The efforts

"But ..."

overwhelmed, the

brow furrowed. "But

he had delivered fruit, he could always found Young Mistress pounding at Young Master, but this

indeed, cannot be

interaction pattern between Rita

particular, her look at Liam

Not passionate any more.

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