Sweet Divorce

Rita ended up going to the infirmary as Oliver insisted.

“Thanks,” she said to Oliver when they left the infirmary, smiling.

“Don’t wet the wound until it heals.”Oliver urged her.

Looking at him, Rita grinned.

Rita found it felt kind of weird though, when Oliver replaced his customary smile with this seriousness.

“Rita.”

She heard Oliver call her and came back to herself, “What?”

“Are you having a crush on me?”

Out of nowhere, Oliver asked. Rita was bewildered. What? What kind of question was that?

How did you get from a wound to me having a crush on me? How does your mind work?

“I know I’m attractive. But have some self-restrain, Rita. Your eyes were about to jump out when you stared at me.”

Rita twitched her mouth when she heard his explanation. “I was just drifting off.”

Come on, don’t be so narcissistic.

“Oh? Is that so?” Oliver shook his head in disbelief. “Cutie, look in my eyes and say that again.”

His face leaned forward towards Rita so suddenly that Rita froze in shock.

Rita could feel Olive’s breath on her cheek now.

Her heart palpitated, but she managed to regain to composure real quick. She said plainly. “No worries. Even you were the only man left in the world, I still would not like you.”

Is that true?

A hint of frustration flashed in Oliver’s eyes.

had already concealed the frustration with his customary smile. “Cutie, you’re so cold, my heart

more

no note of Oliver’s change of mood,

Then her phone rang.

scowled when she

about what happened

right now, he’s going to

right after she just

it triggered Oliver’s curiosity. He peeked at

all sorts of feelings stirred inside

phone kept ringing, Oliver gave Rita a glance and smile grimly. “Pick it up, I need to go to

hallway as

she thought to

to hang up again, but ended up answering

are you?” Liam’s voice rang on

Rita replied coldly, “get ready for the advertisement

see, I’ll let Jacob arrange

“Alright.”

I’m outside your

Rita

bewilderment filled

is he doing

appointment with him, remember? You want me to meet you inside , or you come find me at the gate?” Liam asked. But what he couldn’t see on the other side of the phone, was the

he gave her choices every time. But the truth was, she

them. Call it off, I’m not going.” resolved, she

eyes became watery gripping her phones in

to anything related to her maimed leg. The treatment Liam arranged for her would

The pain was a reminder of how ruthless that man was. She needed to be sober, to

“Rita.”

ear when was drawn

head up to look at the voice

her eyes. “Please, I’m really sick of your shows, grandpa doesn’t have a

record.” He kept calm, though he was hurt by how cold

him expressionlessly, “if not. Excuse me, I