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.

tried to shove Liam off her.

him an inch because of

Bang!

Liam hit the bed.

wrinkled his

Who the fuck did

room to find out

Rita standing on her feet. All

“Rita!”

his anger though Liam had tried to

terrified without physical contact

Breath in, breath out.

the bathroom as if

Her tone was distant.

eye covered in

his clothes, and then got on his

the bathroom when

“Rita, you…”

to hear him out but

him been too nice to her? How dare her be so

***

In the dining room.

through

across from Rita, Liam

what

second, the dream she had last night came to

talk in her sleep again,

“Rita?”

her again and dragged her back

No? Once again!

answer infuriated Liam, he gazed at

Rita even she wasn’t looking

raised her head and

He’s mad again.

be mad

each other for seconds before Rita

took a sip of porridge and

“Nightmare?”

I was being tortured by a

like she was telling somebody

knew how much it hurt it, she still lived under the

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