Sweet Divorce

Chapter 50 I Was Being Tortured By A Bastard

Next day.

The air was fresh with the smell of soil after the rain.

Rita took a sniff of the fresh air as she opened her eyes and purged herself of the depression she had the day before.

Suddenly, she felt a hand tightened at her waist.

It freaked her.

When she turned to see the man lying beside her, she was so shocked that her body foroze for a moment.

Liam Wilson!!

Fear flared and filled her.

How come they were sleeping together?

She tried to remember what happened but failed.

She had a blackout.

The experience she had in her previous life made staying with Liam in such a close distance terrified Rita.

At that moment, she dared not even move a muscle but just look at him.

He’s sleeping soundly, his chest rose and fall as he breathed smoothly. There’s no longer coldness on his face.

Sunlight shed down through the window and stroked his face. He seemed to feel the warmth and lifted the corners of his mouth.

The smile added a hint of peace into him.

He didn’t seem to be so scary when he’s asleep.

As she thought so, Liam’s eyelash flipped slightly, and that tensed her.

She moved her body carefully to escape from his arms.

But the arms cradling around her waist tightened again.

Now she’s even closer to him than before.

His warm breath spilled over her left cheek, and lust began to spread in the atmosphere.

But the scenes of how Liam had sex with her in her previous filled her mind.

her face became pale as she tried to

because of the weight. In

Bang!

Liam hit the bed.

pain wrinkled his brows into a

the fuck

glanced over the room to find out who the attacker

only see the terrified Rita standing on

“Rita!”

his anger though Liam had tried

less terrified without physical

Breath in, breath out.

Liam evenly and headed to the bathroom

Her tone was distant.

eye covered in thick

sat up and tidied his clothes, and then got

the bathroom when Liam

“Rita, you…”

to hear him out but

her? How

***

In the dining room.

through some terrible

from

what did he

she had last night came to

didn’t talk in her sleep again,

“Rita?”

and dragged her back to

No? Once again!

he

stare crept Rita even she

her head and met

He’s mad again.

seemed be mad

other for seconds

a sip of porridge and said.

“Nightmare?”

being tortured by a

acted like she was telling somebody

hurt it, she still lived under the

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