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.

and his narrow black eyes looked at her, “Rita,

got up

agreed if there were only

Wilson beside her, Rita swallowed back her thoughts and responded with an "Oh" which was regarded as

her compromise, the smile at the corner of Old Mr. Wilson's mouth

to express himself, nor chase after a

kid had a lot

Wilson also had a trace

was towards

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

In case...

not dared think about that, he could only hope

that Rita would feel Liam's changes and reaccept

you, remember to have it on time.” Rita carefully reminded grandpa who was in a daze just before she left the house, “I'll

for me?” The old man chuckled

not sneakily throw

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

Mr. Wilson's face became a little stiff, and he started to

worse, and he even coughed up

know if I would be able to see the two let go of their emotional baggage before I pass

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

it to cover it up as he

moment, outside the

supervision of old Mr. Wilson, Rita could

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

without responding but instead instructed the driver

refuse Rita's earlier remark, the driver assumed that he

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

when he raised his eyes to the rearview

that he did not dare to continue his

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

and realized what

absolutely allowed Mr. Wilson to send

stomped on the accelerator and speedily rushed

mirror had his

driver couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief as he stretched out his hand to wipe the cold sweat from

passed” Rita looked at the station behind them and reminded the driver in front of him,