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.

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

be serious for more than

of Oliver’s change of mood, rubbing her forehead

Then her phone rang.

when she saw Liam’s name on the

about what happened at noon, so

him right now,

phone rang again right after she just

obvious that it triggered Oliver’s curiosity. He

saw Liam’s name, all sorts of feelings

Oliver gave Rita a glance and smile grimly.

through the hallway as

thought

up again, but ended

you?” Liam’s voice rang on the phone,

replied coldly, “get ready for the

see, I’ll let Jacob

“Alright.”

I’m outside your

Rita

paused, bewilderment

is he doing

need to 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 at the gate?” Liam

But the truth was, she never had a

of them. Call it off, I’m

eyes became watery gripping her phones in

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

the rest of her life. The pain was a reminder of how ruthless that man was. She needed to be sober, to stay

“Rita.”

her ear when

look

I’m really sick of your shows, grandpa

was hurt by how cold Rita’s tone

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