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 wait for

got up and gracefully walked out of the

never have agreed if there

swallowed back

her compromise, the smile at the corner of

Liam would not know how to express himself, nor chase after a

a

he was happy, Old Mr. Wilson also had a trace of

was towards

kindness and trapped her next to Liam. He didn't know if

In case...

did not dared think about that, he could only hope for

Rita would feel Liam's changes

Rita carefully reminded grandpa who was in a daze just before she left the house,

assigning homework for me?” The old man chuckled

not sneakily throw it away like

know, hurry go. Liam is still waiting for you.” Old Mr. Wilson smiled

Mr. Wilson's face became a

became worse, and he even coughed up

looked melancholy, “I don't know if I would be able to see the two

folded the bloody tissue in his hand and

cover it up as he was

moment, outside the

of old Mr. Wilson,

forward, “You can just drop me off at the bus stop outside the villa area.

paused for a while without responding but instead instructed the driver

remark, the driver assumed that he

casually drove the car out of the villa area and drove straight in the direction of the bus stop, however, the driver did not notice the gloomy and scary expression that someone had at the back seat of

driver slowed down to remind Rita as he entered the bus station, yet when he raised his eyes to the

that he did not

he provoked Mr. Wilson in any way? Why? Why did it seem like Mr. Wilson look like he was going to

worked his brain and realized what

Mr. Wilson to send

the

in the mirror had his frowning

a sigh of relief as

station behind them and reminded the driver in front of him,