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

more

no note of Oliver’s change

Then her phone rang.

when

what happened at noon, so she hung

now, he’s going

phone rang again right after she

was so obvious that it triggered Oliver’s curiosity.

Liam’s name, all sorts of feelings stirred

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

the hallway as she watched Oliver drift

she thought

again, but ended

Liam’s voice rang on the phone, thick with concern

coldly, “get ready for the advertisement shooting

see, I’ll let

“Alright.”

outside

Rita

paused, bewilderment filled

he doing

to meet you inside , or you come find me at the gate?” Liam asked. But what he couldn’t

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

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

watery gripping her phones

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

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

“Rita.”

beside her ear when was drawn

up to look at

scowled, indifference in her eyes. “Please, I’m really sick of your shows,

kept calm, though he was hurt by how cold

looked at him expressionlessly, “if not. Excuse me, I have to go,