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.

concealed the frustration with his customary

be serious for more than

no note of Oliver’s change of mood, rubbing her forehead

Then her phone rang.

her phone and scowled when she saw

mad about what happened

right now, he’s going to spoil her

rang again right

it triggered Oliver’s curiosity. He peeked at her

Liam’s name, all sorts

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

ringing reverberated through the hallway as she watched Oliver drift

she thought

to hang up again, but ended up

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

ready for

see, I’ll let Jacob

“Alright.”

I’m outside your

said as Rita

paused, bewilderment filled

he doing

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

her choices every time. But the truth was, she

Call it off, I’m not

gripping

anything related to her maimed leg. The treatment Liam

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

“Rita.”

rang beside her ear when

her head up to look at the voice and

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

he was hurt by how cold Rita’s tone was. “He

expressionlessly, “if not. Excuse me, I have