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.

looked at her, “Rita, I'll wait for you in

Before she could decline, the man got up and gracefully

never have agreed if there were only the both

Mr. Wilson beside her, Rita swallowed back her thoughts and responded

the smile at the corner of Old

not know how to express himself, nor

had a lot of old

Mr. Wilson also

was

trapped her next to Liam. He didn't know

In case...

Mr. Wilson did not dared think about that,

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 be checking

for

complete it, and not

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

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

became worse, and he even

at his current state, old Mr. Wilson looked melancholy, “I don't know if I would be able to

helplessly, he folded the bloody tissue in his hand and stuffed it

cover it

this moment, outside

the supervision of old Mr. Wilson, Rita

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

while without responding but instead

remark, the driver assumed

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

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

that he did

Why? Why did it seem like Mr. Wilson look

quickly worked his brain and realized what he had done wrong.

should have absolutely allowed Mr. Wilson to

stomped on the accelerator and speedily rushed past the

the car moved, the man in the mirror had

this, the driver couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief as he stretched

station