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!”

pay attention to Jacob’s complaining. He pointed towards the bay area, where the clear coastline shimmered with a sapphire hue,

Jacob blinked, confused. What

the land rights to the bay

of Jacob’s

Five days?

to get the rights to this entire stretch of

How was that possible.

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

too much to ask?” Liam shot a look at

moved Jacob quite a bit, who thought that Liam had

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

“Okay… four days, then.”

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

see a certificate in four days, I’ll feed you

Liam the Fascist!

***

two days had passed since the arrangement

was clearly

“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

girl raised her

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

Rita Brown?

a coincidence, her surname

she somehow related to the

but he was sure of it

was definitely related

family could get into the company with just a word from upstairs. They wouldn’t give a damn about

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

anxious behavior, Rita took a casual sip of juice

done for

and passed Nathan her phone, where a video was playing. “You know how Bella

“Yeah.”

Of course Nathan knew.

hot topic who came up on online searches

seen the news early in the morning, but

simpleton could have guessed that the conference would be a bit of public declaration over how

at the building opposite theirs. Right now, there

to do with

and walked towards the office buildings. “Wait here

about the girl before him, but didn’t dare

all, she was all he had right

putting his fate in

that the best thing he’d done all his life was to put his trust in

a mask, and blended into the

Nathan was actually the most

apart. It had only been maintained

the two of them had

rising popularity, he wanted the autonomy that a divorce would net him, which was why he’d gotten someone to tail

get Bella to back out of the marriage

why, to preserve herself, Bella had gone and accused Nathan of assaulting

past life, the couple had gone into

pair argued fiercely, but were united in their testimony

negotiation would

but Raymond had only wanted to solve the problem by throwing money at her. After

the secretary had released the recording, and the

she had to

why she’d blended into the press crew. She wanted a chance to get close

she could sneak into Raymond’s

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

looking about for opportunities,

conference today. “Yeah,

Rita’s eyes

she was looking for a chance, it

could

clothes and makeup kit, and went over to

up.” She’d taken barely a few steps