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

got up and

would never have agreed if there were only the both of

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

corner of Old Mr.

to express himself, nor chase after a girl. Now it seemed that he was

kid had a lot

happy, Old Mr. Wilson

was

selfishly used Rita's kindness and trapped her next to Liam.

In case...

dared think about that, he could

hoped that Rita would feel Liam's

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

Rita, are you assigning homework for

must complete it, and not sneakily throw it

go. Liam is still waiting for you.” Old Mr. Wilson smiled and waved to

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

became worse, and he even

Wilson looked melancholy, “I don't know if I would be able to

in his hand and stuffed it

it to cover it up as he was afraid of being discovered by

moment, outside the

old Mr. Wilson, Rita could

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

a while without responding but instead instructed the driver in front to

man didn't 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

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

he did not dare to

way? Why? Why did it seem like Mr. Wilson look like he was going to skin him

worked his brain and

should have absolutely allowed Mr. Wilson to send his

the accelerator and speedily

man in the mirror had

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

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