Sweet Divorce

Chapter 39 Some People Can't be Missed

In the courtyard, moonlight fell on the two people. While the temperature was lower, but Liam did not sense that.

He scanned the woman's brow, nose, and his sight finally landed on her mouth. Somewhere in the chest throbbed – pounding, pounding, pounding.

It was the first time his heart had beaten so fast that he could not ignore it.

He forced himself to pull his eyes back from the woman's face, then he could get rid of the strange feeling.

Ta, Ta...

Suddenly there were footsteps. Liam froze.

"Well ... the moon is really round tonight."

'The moon was round?'

The housekeeper looked up at the half- string moon overhead, trying to hide his smile. 'Well, the moon was really, really round!'

He pretended to hear nothing, put the blanket down, and left without returning his head.

After turning around, the housekeeper could never hold back, and finally smiled ambiguously.

It was only after the housekeeper left that Liam cast a glance at the blanket next to him, and then he realized how cold it was.

He glanced at Rita, and saw that she was still sleeping soundly. He raised his hand and rubbed his brow. "Rita? Since you’re tired, let's go back to sleep."

This time the tone was softer.

But the woman seemed too sleepy to react.

He gently lifted her up and returned to the room.

Liam put her down on the bed, pulled up the sheet, and laid beside the woman.

In the darkness, he looked at her with peace in his mind.

Gradually, sleepiness swept him so fiercely that Liam found it hard to hold back.

This woman was the best hypnotic in the world.

It worked so efficiently!

Although he did not understand why, and did not have time to think the reason, he had fallen asleep.

***

day, sunlight fell through the glass window

of the glare, her eyelashes flickered slightly, and then

breath sprayed on her little

and the

kicked

"Ah!"

and grabbed her ankle, barely

Why do you sleep next to me?" Looking at the man,

of course, were noticed

her legs slightly and asked back, "I should ask you. Why you did take my bed instead of sleeping on

'What?!'

speechless by the affirmative tone of

taken

his mouth in a grim line, trying to figure out what

the garden, and then ... and then it

in bed?" Rita frowned, trying

you went to my bed in dreams.

mistook herself

set his mouth in a grim line.

"Yeah." The man nodded.

I ... gone

else do you want to do with me?" The man screwed

her flushed face may even burn, "No, no. I just want to make

"..."

last night. If I take your bed again,

"OK."

Rita quickly walked

Water splashed.

finally relieved while hearing

the woman

insomnia and felt low on

and felt like

contentedly and

Grandpa." Seeing him, old Mr. Wilson in the living room

opposite to old Mr.

the spirit head of the grandson, smiling and squinting, "It’s the first time in recent years that you don’t have dark shadows under your eyes. Why, do you find any

"I didn’t take medicine."

insomnia is cured?" old Mr. Wilson

insomnia. I'm using it, and it works

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