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.

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

decline, the man got up and gracefully walked out of the

agreed if there were only the

she glanced at the old Mr. Wilson beside her, Rita swallowed back

her compromise, the smile at the corner of

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

kid had a lot of old

happy, Old Mr. Wilson also had

was towards

he selfishly used Rita's kindness and trapped her next

In case...

did not dared think about that, he

feel Liam's changes

Mrs. Davis brewed for 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

are you assigning homework for me?” The

it, and not sneakily throw

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

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

worse, and he even coughed

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

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

cover it up as he

this moment,

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

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

responding but instead instructed the driver in front to

didn't refuse Rita's earlier remark, the driver assumed that he

out of the villa area and drove straight in the direction of the bus stop, however, the

entered the bus station, yet when he

he did not dare to continue his

way? Why? Why did it seem

driver quickly worked his brain and realized what

absolutely allowed Mr. Wilson to send his

on the accelerator and speedily rushed past

the mirror had

sigh of relief as he stretched out his hand to wipe the cold sweat from

looked at the station behind them and reminded the driver in front of