Sweet Divorce

“Rita, let’s go.”

Liam’s voice rang again and brought her to the elevator grabbing her waist while Rita was still stuck in disbelief.

The jaws of the staff were all over the floor at the sight of this.

Who is this guy? Was the boss possessed by ghosts? He’s never been so gentle before!

The staff gathered around soon as Rita and Liam were out of earshot.

“Holy shit. Is there something wrong with my ear? I just think Mr. Liam’s voice sounds so gentle today.”

“You’re the only one who thinks so. And it’s not just gentle, it’s spoiling.”

The staff all nodded in agreement. And in unison, they turned to study Rita, curiosity filled them.

“Who’s this woman? She just melts an ice-berg.”

Jacob entered while they were wondering. “The C.E.O just called her his wife. Who do you think she is?”

“She’s Mr. Liam’s wife?” someone blurted, and Jacob admitted silently with his hands fanned out.

“But people say that Mr. Liam doesn’t love his wife.” The receptionist asked curiously.

Yeah, the rumor was true once.

But it’s the past now.

And now…

Jacob peered at Liam on the back, his mouth twitching. Now, Liam’s crazy in love with Rita.

“Seeing is believing, girl.”

The receptionist paused, then realized what Jacob meant.

Nobody in the company knew Rita. However, everyone knew how close Jacob and Liam were.

Since Jacob said that Rita was Liam’s wife, no one would doubt that anymore. Some of the staff started to fret, worrying that Rita might have heard what they said.

And some girls were filled with jealousy when they looked at Rita.

Rita was oblivious of people’s change in attitude after she left. She just followed Liam into the elevator.

The door closed. And for an instant, Rita took a step to the right to keep a distance with Liam.

She took what Liam had done out there as a show he put up for grandpa’s spies.

Silence fell in as they entered the elevator.

Finally, Liam broke the silence. “Have lunch with me today. I’ll ask Secretary Kim to arrange it.”

“No, thanks. I’ll just have my

fried beans?”Liam asked

as

arguing with him. She just pretended that she didn’t hear him and took her leave when the elevator ascended to

her as she

the reluctance she had when she

he could do little to

At noon.

and headed to the

of heels when she

head to see

gave her a smile, then strode into the room. “Mr. Liam asked me to bring you your lunch. They’re all your favorites. Spicy hotpot, boiled

food on the table

and several employees from the secretary department came in and

seconds, no room was left

at the dishes on

Nobody changes his decision.

annoyed, but she didn’t manifest it in front of Secretary

other request.” Secretary Kim asked after others took their

but…” she peered at the desk, said. “It’s too much, I can’t have them all. Would you just leave

Kim replied her only with a smile and

was confused by Secretary Kim’s smile. What did it

asked, “Secretary

and walked up to Rita. He muss up her hair.

Ours?

“You’ll

didn’t want to go upstairs and have lunch with him, he decided to come down

down and passed a pair of chopsticks to Rita. “Come on, sit down and

S. Street has

a shrimp and passed it

at him and said.

F city, he’s a Neurologist. I made an appointment with him, he’ll look at your leg this

Liam interrupted her.

had retired and was a cranky person, it was really hard to make a

thought of seeing Doctor Houghton once, but could not get a hold of him. So she had only to give up. Now to her surprise,

want to cure her leg. She was moved when she heard the

head to look at the scars on her leg, she almost cried. “Don’t you think this is hilarious? You broke

his head up to look at

what it means.” Suppressing the grievance, she looked back at Liam, her voice thick with bitterness. “You broke my left

have thought of killing her or crippling her despite

You know

“You don’t believe me?”

in myself and what

room. “Mr. Liam, I’m tired, leave here

distrust was like a sharp knife, stabbing right at his heart. Now he understood how Rita felt when he took

it feels to

to stay when he saw Rita’s