Sweet Divorce

Rita helped him up, but in haste, she mistakenly grabbed on his wounded arm. She could feel he spasm of pain.

Hurriedly, she took her hand off him. “Sorry, did I hurt you?”

“You did…you better start to think about what you can do to make me up, sweetie.” Still pale, he smiled slyly. For the moment, he became the funny Oliver again.

She backed off a step from him. “I think you’re fine, you can still joke.”

“No, I’m not.” He grabbed her hand, his pale face inclining forward towards her. “How about giving me some encouragement of love? Sweetie.”

Encouragement?

Rita wrenched her hands away from her. “I’m sorry. I don’t think I help you with that. Save yourself.”

She whirled to leave but heard him groan in pain.

She couldn’t just leave him here.

He carried her to the infirmary when she hurt her leg.

He probably forgot it, but she would never do.

Always repay other’s virtue, that’s her principle.

She turned back around, glanced at his bleeding arm, said gravely. “We better go to the hospital.”

“No!”he scowled, passed a bottle of alcohol to Rita. “You help me wrap the wound.”

“But…”

“No more ‘but’, sweetie, or you might be attending my funeral later.”

He interrupted her before she could finish. She paused a moment and then took the bottle.

She dipped some alcohol on a cloth to cleanse his wound. Oliver’s wounded hand shook violently when the cloth touched him.

She knew how hurtful it could be since she just hurt her leg no longer ago.

To distract him, she asked. “How did you get this?”

“Fight.”

She would never expect that to be the answer. She paused for quite a few seconds. “For what?”

“…”

Oliver didn't answer so Rita took it as he didn't want to talk about it.

So she didn’t persist.

After all, everyone had their own secrets.

“They said my brother was a cripple. They talked shit about him.”

The anger in his voice broke the silence. Rita turned to look at him. “So you started a fight with him.

He nodded. “Nobody mocks my brother! Whoever dares to do so, I’ll kick his ass.”

“That’s really touching and admirable, but you should’ve acted more rationally. One on a dozen? That’s really unwise.”

A frown crept up on her face when she saw how deep the wound was. She grabbed the bandage and stared wrapping.

“I could only think of one thing at that time. I won’t let anybody insult my brother and I had to make them remember it.”

his typical smile. “I bet they learned the lesson now. Otherwise, next time it will

joke though it seemed to be, Rira could sense

seen him like

kind of person his brother was. What kind of man would

and

first time someone other than his brother

her, he felt warmth flow

done. Make sure that you won’t wet the bandage the flowing days.” Abruptly, she jerked her

averted his eyes.

had on the surface,

of himself

What’s happening to him?

that’ll help. I got things to deal, I have to go now.” wiping her hands

or she wouldn’t get the Wilson Group

arm was grabbed when she stepped out the

you be

Rita was stunned.

What?

her to start a relationship

after

He’s fooling around again.

I really have something to

her mouth was sealed by

of a shock than his

when she’s still in shock. “Be my

head to look

He’s serious?

No!

Impossible!

she’s just a cripple, and she’s not

did this

that’s the reason why he approached her in the first

thick layer of ice on

“I mean it, I…”

anger blazing in her eyes. “I don’t care what happened between you and Liam, I want no part

when he heard

caught it although

She’s right.

a layer of ice crept up in her eyes. “Don’t

stuck

“Come on, it’s just a joke. Don’t

be mad, it’s gonna

manually. “I’m wrong. I promise I won’t

explanation only aggravated

joke about such

“Still mad?”

do you think?” Rita’s

I let you

stretched her lips outward towards Rita

shoved him away, her mouth

mad, sweetie?” he blinked, smiling

she’s still

that anymore. Who knew what madness he could bring up if she

gave up. “No, I’m

“Good.”

intentionally to hide the frustration in his

Rita disappeared in his