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!”

He pointed towards the bay area, where the clear coastline shimmered with a

Jacob blinked, confused. What was

the land rights to

Jacob’s

Five days?

days to get the rights to this entire stretch

How was that possible.

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

Liam shot a look at Jacob

a bit, who thought that Liam had finally listened to his conscience and realized it

rather dully, “Yeah, it’s too much. Way too much. I can’t

“Okay… four days, then.”

thought that Liam would give him a few more days to try, Jacob almost

a certificate in four

Liam the Fascist!

***

days had passed since the

was clearly getting

If we still don’t act,

raised her head

Nathan’s confusion, she added mildly, “My name. You can call

Rita Brown?

a coincidence, her surname was

she somehow related to the

doubt, but he was

definitely related to the Brown

into the company with just a word from

up soon,

to his anxious behavior, Rita took a casual

He’d be done for if they sat around

phone, where a video was playing. “You know how Bella Colt’s husband Raymond is going to have a press conference over the photos of

“Yeah.”

Of course Nathan knew.

up on

news early in

that the conference would be a bit of public declaration over how he was a pervert and how he

office buildings next door,” Rita said, glancing at the building opposite theirs. Right now, there was already a fair number of media and

to do

from there.” Rita laughed lightly, then got up and walked towards the office buildings. “Wait here for the good news. I’m going

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

she was all he

wondered if he had gone mad putting

thing he’d done all his

and blended

actually the most innocent victim in

past, Raymond and Bella’s marriage had long since fallen apart. It had only been maintained up

two of them

autonomy that a divorce would net him,

to back out of the marriage

Bella had gone and accused

past life, the

their

thought that their negotiation would be recorded

wanted to solve the problem by throwing money at her. After a few exchanges, the

the secretary had released the recording, and the truth had come

to clear Nathan’s name, what she had to do was find the secretary’s recording and expose

a chance to get close to that girl, then plant

sneak into Raymond’s

around, I’m talking to you, girl in the

was looking about for opportunities, someone approached

the press conference today. “Yeah, you. Move

that, Rita’s eyes lit

she was looking for a chance, it fell into

could get in

hurriedly, took the clothes and makeup

taken barely a few steps out