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.

persuading herself in her mind, she slowly forced herself to regain her previous indifference and

to her thoughts and drove to

in class together and no one cared even if they sat next to each

seriously attending the class. He narrowed

beautiful, but she just made him

his eyebrows and smiled,

his frowned and asked, "Little cutie, what's wrong

cut." Rita glanced down at the

it deep? Did

up

the pen, the pen holder just reached her cut, he

thought it was nothing serious and said, "The teacher comes to the point. If I don't take notes, I will

“No.”

don't make trouble!" She didn't want

command was invalid, she stretched out

hand, Oliver grabbed her wrist which made

teeth with anger, "Oliver,

barbecue together tonight? Your treat." Oliver tilted his head, looked at

I'll

be ready to buy me a meal." Oliver

him insisting, Rita had no choice but helped her forehead and

not long ago,

he insisted on not letting her write, she couldn't write a word even if she

his kindness, and naturally she

“Thank you.”

this, Oliver stopped the pen in his hand, then

at the girl next to him who always kept her distance

Rita, he had always seen an endless distance and maturity that was not in line with her age, but this kind of her made him feel distressed

to make

to live so depressed and tired when he was

her, she only needed to be

than he wrote this semester, but he