Sweet Divorce

“The remitter was Rita.”

The answer covered Liam’s face with a layer of frozen ice. “Are you sure?”

“Yes. We even found the surveillance tape of Rita remitting at the bank.”

“Send me the video.”

“Yes.”

He hung up, is face livid.

The remitter was Rita?

That’s the last outcome he would expect.

With a plinking sound, a message popped up on his phone.

Liam put the car in neutral and clicked on the video.

When he’s done watching the clip, he looked so dreadful that as if he was going to kill someone.

He dialed a number. “Jacob, I’ll send you a video. I need you to find out whether it’s been edited. Hit me back in ten minutes and tell me the result.”

“No. don’t hang up, I want to know immediately.”

“Yeah… alright.”

Jacob was still drinking, the sudden call and Liam’s cold voice gave him a pause. Then he put down his wine hurriedly and dashed upstairs to the third floor of the bar.

It was one of Jacob’s stomping grounds.

He turned on the computer and start authenticating the video.

About ten minutes later.

“Liam, the video is original.”

Jacob’s voice rang again on Liam’s phone. Liam wrinkled his brows. “Are you sure?”

“Affirmative.”

Liam’s voice died off, but still, Jacob could feel his coldness through the phone.

His mouth a tight line, Jacob gave one more glance at the video playing on loop.

He took a deep breath and broke the silence. “Liam. If Rita told you to probe into what happened that year, she wouldn’t leave such solid evidence. She’s not that dumb.”

to hate

what they’re talking about now was a matter of life. Jacob was aware of the

the video. “Indeed. Nobody would be that dumb.

found are evidence to

makes it impossible to doubt Rita’s sin.” Liam frowned. “But

Rita more

to believe that somebody set Rita up, that

we’re back to square one, what do we do now?

his conversation with Rita the other day, he said.

Charlotte?

Charlotte have

But since Liam asked, he’s going to do it. “I see. Will

Liam took more puffs,

behind this,

set Rita up

looked somebody was going after

the real culprit was, Liam had an

had nothing to

outside the window, Liam

he was

word reverberated in his brain. Liam, you’re in love

***

Liam drove back home.

as usual but found

Nobody’s home?

Where is she?

is she doing

surged through him. But it didn’t last long before it was replaced by

in

away from the magazine he had been reading and took a quick look of the

lost

Damn.

footsteps coming from

smell of alcohol saturated the

She drank?

towards her bed and collapsed down. She fell asleep

her back, Liam

silent,

lighted up the dark night,

“No… please.”

heard Rita’s painful whining, fear in her

suddenly

do