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!”

to Jacob’s complaining. He pointed towards the bay area, where the clear

confused. What was

the land rights to the bay

Jacob’s mouth twitched.

Five days?

the rights to this entire

How was that possible.

steal

shot a look at Jacob and

Jacob quite a bit, who thought that Liam had finally

too much. Way too much. I can’t

“Okay… four days, then.”

give him a few more days to try,

in four days, I’ll feed you to

Liam the Fascist!

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passed since the arrangement

was clearly

girly. If we

raised her

she added mildly, “My name. You can call

Rita Brown?

a coincidence, her surname was

she somehow related to the Brown

on doubt, but he was

related to the

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

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

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

He’d be done for if

didn’t say anything, and passed Nathan her phone, where a video was playing. “You know how Bella Colt’s

“Yeah.”

Of course Nathan knew.

was a hot topic who came up on online

in the morning, but

conference would be a bit of public declaration

Rita said, glancing at the building opposite theirs. Right now, there was already a fair

that got to do with

then got up and walked towards the office buildings. “Wait here for the good news.

before him, but didn’t dare dig too

she was all he had right

if he had gone mad putting his fate in

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

put on a mask, and

way she remembered it, Nathan was actually the most innocent victim in the

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

of them

net him,

get Bella to back out of

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

reason, in the past life, the couple had

but were united in their testimony in order to defend their

thought that their negotiation would

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

the recording, and the truth had come

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

into the press crew. She wanted a chance to get close to that girl, then plant

sneak into Raymond’s

around, I’m talking

was looking about for

Sharpe, manager for the press conference today.

Rita’s eyes

was looking for a chance, it fell into her

she could get in

makeup

up.” She’d taken barely a few steps