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

blinked, confused. What

the land rights to the bay

corner of Jacob’s mouth

Five days?

rights

How was that possible.

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

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

moved Jacob quite a bit, who thought that Liam had finally listened to his conscience and

too much.

“Okay… four days, then.”

a few

certificate in four days,

Liam the Fascist!

***

had passed since

was clearly

at Rita, who 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

raised her head

confusion, she added mildly, “My

Rita Brown?

her surname was

somehow related

he was sure of

was definitely related to

large stockholder of the Group. Someone from the family could get into the company

our time’s coming up soon,

Rita took a casual sip

be done for if they sat around

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

“Yeah.”

Of course Nathan knew.

up on online searches with even the slightest bit of

in

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

door,” Rita said, glancing at the building opposite theirs. Right now, there was already

to do with us?”

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

before him, but didn’t dare dig too

she was all he had

Nathan wondered if he had gone mad putting his fate

he’d done all his life was to put his trust in

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

Nathan was actually the most

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 loving couple

the two of them had always had

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

Bella to back out of the marriage while leaving all of

preserve herself, Bella had gone and accused

reason, in the past life, the

pair argued fiercely, but were united in their testimony in order to defend their

hadn’t thought that their negotiation would be recorded

had wanted to use the recording to blackmail Raymond into marrying her, but Raymond had only wanted to solve the problem by throwing money at her.

the secretary had released the recording, and the

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

wanted a chance to get close

she could sneak into

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

about

manager for the press conference today. “Yeah, you. Move this stuff to Raymond’s

Rita’s eyes

she was looking for a chance,

could get in

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

steps out when Winston