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.

out an "um", and his narrow black eyes looked at her, “Rita, I'll wait for you in the

she could decline, the man got up and gracefully walked out

agreed if there

the old Mr. Wilson beside her, Rita swallowed back her thoughts and

compromise, the smile at the corner of

Liam would not know how to express himself, nor chase after a girl. Now it seemed that he was worrying for

a lot of

he was happy, Old Mr. Wilson also had a

was towards

Rita's kindness and trapped her next to Liam.

In case...

Wilson did not dared think about that, he could

would feel Liam's changes

Mrs. Davis brewed for you, remember to have it on time.” Rita carefully reminded grandpa who

homework for me?” The old man

not sneakily

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

he saw Rita left, the smile on old Mr. Wilson's face became a little stiff, and he started to

cough became worse, and he even

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

tissue in his hand and stuffed it to the lowest end

cover it up as he

moment,

Wilson, Rita could only get

can just drop me off at the bus stop outside the villa area. I will take the bus

a while without responding but instead instructed

refuse Rita's earlier remark, the driver assumed that he had by default agreed

the bus stop, however, the driver did not notice the gloomy

remind Rita as he entered the bus station, yet when he raised his eyes to the rearview

that he did

did it seem like Mr. Wilson look like he was

worked his brain and realized

Wilson to send his wife to

the accelerator and speedily

mirror had his frowning eyebrows loosened and his eyes became

driver couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief as

the bus stop has passed” Rita looked at the station behind them and reminded the driver in