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.

when he erected his stance, he had already concealed the frustration with his customary smile.

can’t be serious for more

change of mood, rubbing her forehead

Then her phone rang.

when she saw Liam’s

mad about what happened at

now, he’s going to spoil her

the phone rang again right

triggered Oliver’s curiosity. He peeked at

he saw Liam’s name, all sorts of feelings stirred

smile grimly. “Pick it up, I need to go to the

the hallway

thought

again, but ended

voice rang on the phone, thick with

ready

let Jacob arrange

“Alright.”

I’m outside your

as Rita tried to hang

bewilderment

is he doing

go to see Doctor Houghton now, I made an appointment with him, remember? You want me to meet you inside , or you come find me

choices every time. But the truth was, she never

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

gripping her phones in

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

was a reminder of how ruthless that

“Rita.”

beside her ear when was

to look at the voice and

at him, Rita scowled, indifference in her eyes. “Please, I’m really sick

kept calm, though he was hurt by how cold Rita’s tone was. “He said it still can be

of me?” she looked at him expressionlessly, “if not. Excuse me,