Sweet Divorce

Morning, at the dining table.

“Rita, are you going to school today?” Old Mr. Wilson picked up a piece of vegetable and placed it on her plate as he asked with a smile.

When he saw her nod, old Mr. Wilson acknowledged it with an 'Oh', as he glanced meaningfully at Liam who next to him, “Make a detour and send Rita over.” 

Rita, who was holding onto her cutleries, had her hands froze for a moment when she heard it.

She quickly lowered her head to proceed with her meal as she continued to portray a look of a jealous girl, “I don't need him to give me a lift. I can drive my Polo Hatchback.”

“The car hasn't come back.” The man beside her took a piece of meat and placed it in her bowl.

Rita was startled, her eyes full of puzzlement, “Is it that troublesome to change out the engine oil?”

“It's not an issue with the engine's oil.”

“Then it's?”

“It wasn't pleasing to the eye. I had sold it.” Liam spat out a word calmly.

The man's explanation surprised old Mr. Wilson's who was next to him.

Ha, haha... Well, brat did a beautiful job!

Good job on the selling, good job on the selling.

A variety of strategies is needed to pursue your wife soon.

Old Mr. Wilson was very satisfied with Liam's performance.

Due to Rita's presence, he did not display his emotions too obviously. 

He just cleared his throat, and casually added, “The color of the car is really not pleasing to the eye, and it's good that you sold it.”

The color is not pleasing to the eye.

But her little Polo Hatchback was black.

Rita raised her eyes to look at the person who had a row of black cars in the garage and smiled bitterly. Then shouldn't those also be sold?

“Rita doesn't have a car to drive, Liam would have to take an extra effort to send and pick Rita for her classes.” She heard old Mr. Wilson's suggestion just as she was staring in the direction of the garage.

"um", and his narrow black eyes looked at her, “Rita, I'll

got up and gracefully walked out of

never have agreed if there were only the

beside her, Rita swallowed back her

the corner of

that Liam would not know how to express himself, nor chase after a girl. Now it

had a lot

happy, Old Mr. Wilson also had

was

selfishly used Rita's kindness and trapped her next to Liam. He didn't know if

In case...

think about that, he could

Rita would feel Liam's changes and reaccept

medicine that Mrs. Davis brewed for you, remember to have it on time.” Rita carefully reminded grandpa who was in a daze just before she left

are you assigning homework for me?” The old

it, and not sneakily

still waiting for you.” Old Mr. Wilson smiled and waved to

smile on old Mr. Wilson's face became a

became worse, and he

if I would be able to see the two let go of their

man smiled helplessly, he folded the bloody tissue in his hand and stuffed it to the

cover it up as he was afraid of being

moment,

Wilson, Rita could only get into Liam's

eyes and looked forward, “You can just drop me off at the bus stop outside the villa area. I will take the bus to

without responding but instead instructed the driver in front to

the driver assumed that he

stop, however, the driver did not notice the gloomy and scary expression that someone

he entered the bus station, yet when he

so frightened that he did

way? Why? Why did it seem like Mr. Wilson look like he was

and realized what he had done wrong.

have absolutely allowed Mr. Wilson

the accelerator

the mirror had his frowning eyebrows loosened

of relief as he stretched out his hand to wipe the cold sweat from

Rita looked at the station behind them and reminded