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!”

pointed towards the bay area, where the clear coastline shimmered with a sapphire hue, and spoke only two

confused. What was

the land rights to the bay area in

Jacob’s

Five days?

the rights to this entire stretch of

How was that possible.

you might as well tell me to go steal it outright. I’d have a better

is it too much to ask?” Liam shot a look at Jacob

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

“Yeah, it’s too much.

“Okay… four days, then.”

Liam would give him a few more days to try, Jacob almost fainted.

four

Liam the Fascist!

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had passed since the

was clearly getting

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 boot me out as

The girl raised her head

she added mildly, “My

Rita Brown?

coincidence, her

related to the Brown

but he was

related to the Brown

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

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

to his anxious behavior, Rita took a casual sip

He’d be done for if

“You know how Bella Colt’s husband Raymond is going to have a press conference over the photos

“Yeah.”

Of course Nathan knew.

was a hot topic who came up on online searches with even the

seen the news early in the morning,

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

building

got to do

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 to

before him, but didn’t dare dig too

was all he had

he had gone mad putting his fate in the hands of

thing he’d done

on a mask, and blended into the buzzing crowd of

actually the

It had only been maintained up to this point to keep up their loving couple

them

net him, which was

Bella to back out of the marriage while leaving all of the assets

had gone and accused Nathan of assaulting her when faced with the

in the past life, the couple had

were united in their testimony in order to

their negotiation

wanted to solve the

had released the recording, and the truth

what she had to do was find the secretary’s recording and

she’d blended into the press crew. She wanted a

could sneak into Raymond’s dressing

around, I’m

looking about

was Winston Sharpe, manager for the press conference today. “Yeah,

Rita’s eyes lit

as she was looking for a chance, it fell into her

she could get

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

few steps out when Winston called after her