Sweet Divorce

Rita watched his cloth face gradually coming closer from above. She couldn't help suffocating her breath, and her entire mind went blank.

Under the sun, his cool lips confused her eyes like a deadly allure in the world.

At that moment, she didn't know what she was thinking, and subconsciously closed her eyes gently.

In the next moment, she felt the bandage wrapped around the gauze loosen and then tightened again. She heard Liam said, "The wound has healed, but you still need to bandage it for two more days."

Rita suddenly opened her eyes.

She lowered her head and looked at her re-bandaged thumb and was surprised. It turned out that he was going to re-bandage the wound for her.

Thinking of her subconscious reaction just now, she felt her face burning with fire.

She quickly lowered her head to cover her embarrassment, and then quickly got out of bed from the other side after giving him an affirmative reply, picked up her schoolbag and walked out and said, "I have class in the afternoon. I have to go."

Then, she quickly left the room.

In fact, it was better to describe her as escaping.

When she walked out of the villa and sat in the small polo car, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Rita loosened her tight nerves and leaned back in her seat comfortably.

However, after a few seconds, her comfort disappeared, and she looked up at a room in the villa with mixed emotions in her eyes.

She wanted to know why she just could not be calm facing him.

She felt that it was wrong to be influenced by him over and over again.

No matter what happened before, if she decided to forget, just forgot it completely.

The previous life had already explained everything, they had no fate to be together.

Even if she worked so hard, she couldn't change anything.

her mind, she slowly forced herself to regain her

returned to her thoughts

Oliver were now in class together and no one cared

class. He narrowed

but she just made him unable to move his eyes from

smiled, forcing himself to

thumbs, his frowned and asked, "Little cutie,

down at the gauze on her thumb and

it deep? Did you

straightened up

cut, he aggressively snatched the pen

said, "The teacher comes to

“No.”

didn't want to fail

her command was invalid, she stretched out

stretched out her hand, Oliver grabbed her

his teeth with anger,

you, how about having a barbecue together tonight? Your treat." Oliver tilted his

I'll

word. So, little cutie, you have to be ready to buy me a meal." Oliver took the

had no choice but helped her forehead and let him

not long ago,

her write, she couldn't write a word even if she did

his kindness, and naturally she

“Thank you.”

pen in his hand, then

secretly glanced at the girl next to

an endless distance and maturity that was not in line with her age, but this kind of

what this woman had gone through to make her so reluctant

wanted her to know that she didn't need to live so depressed and tired when

for her, she only needed to be beautiful

took more notes that day than he wrote this semester, but he was happy