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.”

used to hate

a matter of life. Jacob

video. “Indeed. Nobody would be that dumb. Things are

have found

impossible to doubt Rita’s sin.” Liam frowned.

Rita more

believe that somebody set Rita up, that Rita

back to square one,

Remembering his conversation with Rita the other day, he said. “Look into Charlotte and Isabella’s

Charlotte?

have to do

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

down his phone, Liam took more puffs, feelings stirring in

behind this, who would

his purpose to set Rita up and drag Liam down with

looked somebody was going

found out who the real culprit was, Liam

nothing to do with

outside the

he realized he was

word reverberated in his brain. Liam, you’re

***

Liam drove back home.

room as usual

Nobody’s home?

Where is she?

she doing out there so

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

in the midnight

magazine he had been reading and took

again, he lost sleep

Damn.

he heard footsteps coming from

alcohol saturated the house as

She drank?

her bed and collapsed down.

Liam was even

of them, silent, were sleeping

a bolt lighted up the dark night, raindrops

“No… please.”

Rita’s painful whining, fear in

suddenly wide

didn’t do anything but look at