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!”

the clear coastline shimmered

What

the land rights to the bay

corner of Jacob’s mouth

Five days?

get the rights to

How was that possible.

tell me to go steal it outright. I’d have a better chance of doing

it too much to ask?” Liam shot a look

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

too much.

“Okay… four days, then.”

give him a few more days to try,

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

Liam the Fascist!

***

days had passed since

was clearly getting

was busy reading a book. “We’ve sat around here doing nothing for two days, girly. If we still don’t act, it’ll be the third day tomorrow. By then, the company will just

The girl raised her head and

she added mildly, “My name. You can call

Rita Brown?

a coincidence, her surname was

she somehow related to the Brown

but he was sure

definitely related to

stockholder of the Group. Someone from the family could get into the company with just a word from upstairs. They wouldn’t

up soon, so shouldn’t we do something?”

his anxious behavior, Rita took a casual sip of juice and said,

for if they sat around

how Bella Colt’s husband Raymond is going to have a press conference over the photos of Bella and you,

“Yeah.”

Of course Nathan knew.

Colt was a hot topic who came up on

he’d seen the news early in

a bit of public declaration over how he was a pervert and how he was going to face charges and

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

that got to do with us?”

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

the girl before him, but didn’t dare

she was all he

he had gone mad putting his fate in the hands of this

later, thinking back, he’d find that the best thing he’d done all his

building, put on a mask, and blended into the buzzing

actually the most innocent

had long since fallen apart. It had only been maintained up to this point

the two of them had always had their

wanted the autonomy that a divorce would net him, which was

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

Bella had gone and accused Nathan of assaulting

in the past life, the couple had gone into negotiations

but were united in their

thought that their negotiation would be recorded by

marrying her, but Raymond had only wanted to solve the

the secretary had released the recording, and the truth

wanted to clear Nathan’s name, what she had to do was find the secretary’s

wanted a chance to

she could sneak into Raymond’s

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

about for opportunities, someone

manager for the press conference today.

Rita’s

as she was looking for a

she could

clothes and makeup kit, and went

up.” She’d taken barely a few steps out when Winston