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.

eyes looked at her, “Rita, I'll wait for

decline, the man got up and gracefully walked out

never have agreed if there were only the both of

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

her compromise, the smile at the corner of Old Mr.

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

a lot of

Mr. Wilson also had

was

her next to Liam. He didn't know if what he did was

In case...

about that, he could

would feel Liam's

for you, remember to have it on time.” Rita carefully reminded grandpa

assigning homework for me?” The old man chuckled

complete it, and not sneakily throw it

still waiting for

saw Rita left, the smile on old Mr. Wilson's face

became worse, and he even

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

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

deliberately put some food waste on it to cover it up as he was afraid of being discovered by

this moment, outside

supervision of old Mr. Wilson, Rita could only get into

the door, she raised her eyes and looked forward, “You can just drop me off at

a while without responding but instead instructed the driver

refuse Rita's earlier remark, the driver assumed that

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

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

frightened that he did not

seem like Mr.

his brain and

Wilson to send his wife to

realization, the driver stomped on the

moved, the man in the mirror had his frowning eyebrows loosened and his

couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief as he stretched out his hand

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