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. “Cutie, you’re so

can’t be serious for more than a minute, can

note of Oliver’s change of mood, rubbing

Then her phone rang.

reached out her phone and scowled when she saw Liam’s name on the

happened at noon, so she

now,

rang again right after she just

it triggered Oliver’s curiosity. He peeked at her

all sorts of

Oliver gave Rita a glance and smile grimly. “Pick it

the hallway as she watched Oliver drift

she thought

to hang up again, but ended up answering it after

you?” Liam’s voice rang on the phone, thick with

coldly, “get ready for the advertisement shooting this

I’ll let

“Alright.”

I’m outside

Rita tried to hang

bewilderment filled

he

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

every time. But the truth was, she never had a

off, I’m not

watery gripping

could make concessions, but not to anything related to her maimed leg. The treatment Liam arranged for her would be the

cripple for the rest of her life. The pain was a reminder of how

“Rita.”

voice rang beside her ear when was

her head up to look

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

medical record.” He kept calm, though he was hurt by how cold Rita’s tone was. “He said it

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