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.

narrow black eyes looked at her, “Rita, I'll

decline, the man got up and gracefully walked

if there were only the

she glanced at the old Mr. Wilson beside her, Rita swallowed back

compromise, the smile at the corner of Old Mr.

nor chase after a girl. Now it

had a lot of

Wilson also had

was towards

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

In case...

not dared think about that, he could only hope for

would feel Liam's

Chinese 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 the house, “I'll be checking when I

Rita, are you assigning homework for me?” The old man chuckled

must complete it, and not sneakily

I know, hurry go. Liam is still waiting for you.”

on old Mr. Wilson's face became a little stiff, and he

worse, and he even

looked melancholy, “I don't know if I would be able to see the two let go of their emotional baggage before I pass

bloody tissue in his hand and stuffed it to the lowest end of the

on it to cover it

moment,

supervision of old Mr. Wilson, Rita

looked forward, “You can just drop me off

responding but instead

the man didn't refuse Rita's earlier remark, the driver assumed that he had

villa area and drove straight in the direction of the bus stop, however, the driver did not notice the gloomy and scary expression that

station, yet when he raised his

so frightened that he did not

did it seem like Mr. Wilson look like he was going to skin

worked his brain and realized what he had

absolutely allowed Mr. Wilson to send his wife

stomped on the accelerator and speedily rushed past the bus

man in the mirror had his frowning

relief as he stretched out his hand to wipe the

looked at the station behind them and reminded the driver