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 with a sapphire hue, and spoke

confused. What

the land rights to the

corner of Jacob’s mouth

Five days?

rights to this entire

How was that possible.

go steal it outright. I’d have a

Liam shot a look at Jacob and asked

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

rather dully, “Yeah, it’s too much. Way too much. I

“Okay… four days, then.”

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

in four

Liam the Fascist!

***

two days had passed

clearly

look 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 and

added mildly, “My

Rita Brown?

her surname was

related to

but he was sure

was definitely related to

large 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

took a casual

done for if they

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

“Yeah.”

Of course Nathan knew.

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

news early in the morning,

guessed that the conference would be a bit of public declaration over how he was a pervert and how

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

do with

got up and walked towards the office buildings. “Wait here for the good news. I’m

curious about the girl before him, but didn’t

all, she was all he

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

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

mask, and blended into the buzzing crowd of

actually the

long since fallen apart. It had

them had always had

autonomy that a divorce would net him, which was why he’d gotten someone to tail Bella in

to back out of the marriage while leaving all

had gone and accused Nathan of assaulting her

the past life, the couple

united in their testimony

they hadn’t thought that their negotiation would be

into marrying her, but Raymond had only wanted to solve the problem by throwing money at her. After a few exchanges,

secretary had released the recording, and

to do was find the secretary’s recording and expose it to

crew. She wanted a chance to get close to that girl, then plant something

sneak into Raymond’s

look around, I’m talking to you, girl

Rita was looking about for opportunities, someone approached

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

Rita’s eyes

for a chance,

could get

the clothes and makeup kit, and went over

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