Sweet Divorce

Liam was surprising Rita today. She couldn’t resist the urge to glance at him some more.

Whether it was an illusion or not, she felt that she wasn’t the only one who had changed.

He seemed to have changed as well.

Not as cold as before, a little more talkative.

“What, is there anything on my face?” Maybe she’d lapsed off for too long. Liam’s voice rang out in her ear.

Rita put the rose down and picked up her bag. “I’ve got something important to take care of.”

She’d agreed on three days with Jason, and today was the first.

If she even didn’t go to school, she also have no time to waste.

She had to take control of the situation, or she wouldn’t make it in time.

Looking at her silhouette hurrying away, Liam’s bright eyes dimmed slightly.

Zoe saw his depressed state for what it was.

She looked at the independent girl in the distance and chuckled as she turned to the man before her. “That Rita… don’t mind her, Liam. I’ve spoiled her out of manners.”

“It’s fine.”

The man took a sip of porridge and froze.

This taste… seemed to be Rita’s work.

He raised his eyes to gaze at a mild-tempered Zoe, “This porridge is great. Did you make it?”

“Not me. Rita did.”

It really was her.

He lowered his head and took another sip. The nostalgic flavor spread across his taste buds and lifted the corners of his mouth into an uncontrollable smile.

The sensation was like a small child finally tasting a long-desired piece of candy. The happiness in his heart was practically spilling out.

Maybe he’d just gone too long without having the porridge she made, but he downed the full thing in one sitting.

Didn’t leave a single speck of grain at the bottom.

After Rita left, Zoe kept Liam around for a long chat.

Mostly funny stories, like how Rita messed around climbing walls and trees when she was little.

“Look here, Liam. This box is full of pictures of when she was small. That skinhead cut makes her look like a boy, ha.”

Liam’s dark eyes scanned the photographs inside, but fell focused on a dairy.

There was a sketched design of a small mansion inside when he picked it up and opened it.

On the bottommost of the yellowed drawing paper was a line written in an elegant hand-

“No regrets now that the path is chosen.”

With a date marked alongside it.

Wasn’t that the day they’d gotten engaged?

He still remembered when the old man had discussed the matter of their bridal home.

The old man had allowed her to choose the location, design and layout of the bridal home in the spirit of the occasion. Rita had been overjoyed then. It was just that later on, he’d picked the house they had now of his own volition.

This sketch must have been the bridal home she’d designed back then. A place just for the two of them.

Looking at the drawing, Liam fell deep into thought.

It was a long time before he put the drawing away, left the Brown household and drove straight to the F City bay area.

“Whew… what’s the rush to get me out here, Liam?” Jacob panted, looking at the tall man in front of him. “I haven’t even eaten lunch yet. It’s your treat!”

didn’t pay attention to Jacob’s complaining. He pointed towards the bay area, where the clear coastline shimmered with a sapphire hue, and spoke only

confused. What was this about

want the land rights to the bay area in five

Jacob’s

Five days?

get the rights to this

How was that possible.

tell me to go steal it outright. I’d have

ask?” Liam shot a look

had finally listened to his

“Yeah, it’s too much. Way too

“Okay… four days, then.”

would give him a few more days to try,

certificate in four days, I’ll feed you to the

Liam the Fascist!

***

passed since the arrangement

clearly getting

for two days, girly. If we still don’t act, it’ll be the third day tomorrow.

girl raised

“My name. You can call me

Rita Brown?

a coincidence, her surname

somehow related

doubt, but he was sure of it soon

was definitely related to

company with just a word from upstairs. They wouldn’t give a

Brown, our time’s coming up soon, so shouldn’t we

a casual sip of juice and said,

He’d be done for if

smiled, didn’t say anything, and passed Nathan her phone, where a video was playing. “You know how Bella Colt’s husband Raymond is going to have a

“Yeah.”

Of course Nathan knew.

came up on online searches with even

in the morning, but chosen to ignore

be a bit of public declaration over how he was a pervert and

held in the office buildings next door,” Rita said, glancing at the building opposite theirs. Right now, there

got to do with

then got up and walked towards the office buildings. “Wait here for the good news. I’m going to

curious about the girl before him, but didn’t dare dig too

all, she was all he

putting his fate

the best thing he’d done all his life was to

on a mask, and blended into the

was actually the

the past, Raymond and Bella’s marriage had long since fallen apart. It had only been maintained up to this point to keep up their

two of them had

a divorce would net him, which was why he’d gotten someone to tail Bella in the first

wanted evidence to get Bella to back out of the marriage while leaving

and accused

the past life, the couple had gone

were united in their testimony

hadn’t thought that their negotiation would be

her, but Raymond had only wanted to solve the problem by

the secretary had released the recording,

had to do was find

crew. She wanted a chance to get close to that girl, then plant something on

she could sneak into

move this stuff… don’t look around, I’m talking to you,

was looking about

conference today. “Yeah, you. Move

Rita’s

a chance, it fell into her

could

hurriedly, took the clothes and makeup kit, and went over

She’d taken barely a few steps out when