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.

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

serious for more than a

change of mood,

Then her phone rang.

and scowled when she saw Liam’s name on the

happened at noon, so she hung

didn't hear of him right now, he’s going to spoil

again right after she just

so obvious that it triggered Oliver’s curiosity. He peeked at

all sorts of

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

ringing reverberated through the hallway as she

she thought to

but ended up

voice rang on

Rita replied coldly, “get ready

see, I’ll let Jacob

“Alright.”

outside your

Rita tried

paused, bewilderment

he doing

to see Doctor Houghton now, I made an 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

But the

off, I’m not going.” resolved,

eyes became watery gripping

to her maimed leg. The treatment Liam arranged for her would be the last thing

that meant she had to be a cripple for the rest of her life. The pain was a reminder

“Rita.”

ear when was

to look at the

him, Rita scowled, indifference in her eyes. “Please, I’m really sick of your shows, grandpa doesn’t have

was hurt by how cold Rita’s tone

at him expressionlessly, “if not. Excuse me, I