Sweet Divorce

Rita bumped into Duke when she just walked into the party.

Eyes met, Duke suddenly started avoiding her staring.

Then he just looked at the ground and tried to walk to the door at the fastest speed.

“Mr. Hall!” Rita suddenly called.

Duke’s heart skipped a bit, but instead of stopping his footsteps, he pretended that he hadn’t heard anything and just continued walking.

But his arm was suddenly clutched by a pair of hands at the very next second.

“Mr. Hall, what are you hurrying for?” Then Rita turned around and looked at him, “Are you trying to flee?”

Duke’s eyes twitched but didn’t say anything.

“Well, it looks like I’m right.” Rita quirked up the corner of her mouth.

“No!” Duke flung Rita’s hand away angrily and retorted, but his eyes still were afraid to meet Rita’s.

Because he wasn’t looking at Rita, he then naturally missed her look which was suggesting that she knew everything.

“Okay then. Where are you going?”

“Well, I’m just hungry and want to get some food.” Duke said seriously.

Rita nodded and glanced at the signs above the bathroom and tried to force her laughter, “Well, Mr. Hall. So you just knew that I am coming and wanted to prepare the food material in advance right?”

Looking at the male bathroom right in front of him, Duke’s face turned pale and was quite embarrassed.

At this moment, he just wanted to slap him in the face so he would never lie randomly again.

Why would he say that!

Why would he ask for these troubles himself!

“Well, Mr. Hall, since you’ve promised to eat poop on live, I’ll just wait here patiently for you to get your poop material.” Rita giggled and looked at Duke.

Duke was irritated by Rita bright smile.

the door’s direction. He then said in anger, “Rita, stop gloating! You didn’t win this contest fair and square! I would never eat... that thing

glared at Rita

out of

definitely didn’t have the

have made that design

a bit comfortable

Duke,

bet randomly with other people again, because sometimes

“Rita.”

her suddenly and Rita

grinned and greeted,

Wilson? Didn’t he come here with you?” Failing

that he was busy in company and changed the

came to the

her

who was calling. Rita frowned and was about

cruel this man can be when he got angry, her

she found a quiet place and answered the phone, “Mr. Wilson, what can I do

me at the P2 quarter in

domineeringly which made

wanted to talk back, but

livid with anger and even wanted to jump into the phone and

he be

deserve this? How can he

blame was the God who

she got to change

dragged herself to the underground parking tiredly

wearing the high heels all day, she can feel this excruciating pain in

a while, her face turned pale and

a while, Rita

order to walk more easily, Rita took her high heels off

Looking at hobbled Rita, Jacob tilted his head and told Liam.

opened a little and sat up straight.

Rita, Liam’s eyebrows furrowed.

in the car was