Sweet Divorce

The long, deep kiss had Rita short of breath, and her face flushed an unusual red.

She tried to push Liam off her, but the man held her even tighter, until she couldn’t move.

The embarrassment and awkwardness of the situation gave her a migraine.

Especially being kissed in full view of the public. The entire café was stirred up now.

“Mommy, they’re kissing over there.”

An infantile voice warbled from the side. A girl blinked her large doe eyes seriously. “Mommy, I want a kiss too.”

The girl’s mother cleared her throat and covered the girl’s eyes for shame.

Jacob turned around himself, looking out the glass window and snickered, “…in broad daylight, too.”

His voice was a low murmur, as if talking to himself.

But Rita heard every word, and her face lit aflame as she wished she’d turn transparent.

To stop the kiss, she bit down on his lower lip.

Accompanied by the scent of blood on her tongue, Liam’s movements stopped.

“Rita…”

Rita took the chance to push him off. Blushing, she left the scene.

She didn’t stop until she was sure Liam wasn’t following.

Still, the searing heat on her face didn’t fade away.

Leaning on the wall, she lifted her gaze towards the café, and indescribable feeling in her gut.

Taking a few deep breaths, Rita steadied her scattered heartstrings and continued forward.

At the same time, in the café.

Liam followed the girl’s hasty retreat with his eyes and didn’t chase after her. He turned towards Jacob. “Let’s go.”

“To the office or home?” Jacob asked hurriedly.

The man’s deep gaze fell on the girl’s receding back once again, and his ruby lips curved. “The Brown household.”

If the Mountain will not come to Mohammed, Mohammed must go to the Mountain.

If she didn’t want to go to the Wilson household, it was the same if he moved to the Brown household.

***

Also at the same time, inside the Brown Group subsidiary.

The projector was playing live footage of Raymond’s press conference.

“I have already delegated my lawyer to sue Nathan Murphy’s over his sexual assault of my wife. It is my hope that the law punishes the transgressor severely.”

Raymond’s voice played from the footage, and the high-ranking company staff started looking more sour than ever.

With Bella making her statement, the press conference dealt out another heavy blow.

On the internet, the witch hunt against Nathan swelled to new heights.

moving from howling for Nathan’s

– “SF. Brown still hasn’t issued a statement as to how to resolve this incident, so it looks like they’re going to

Murphy, cancel the

to SF. Brown, I hope

Nathan Murphy, hell, boycott all of this company’s clothes, the disgusting bastards! Get out

against them, some people

Snow, it’s getting out of hand.

screen,

this problem. If we continue to do nothing, we’ll either get

want to preserve talent, Mr. Snow, but are you really going to cost us all our jobs over one man?” Charlie applied more pressure

Jason’s expression turned ugly.

pressure from multiple sides, he

at everyone there and started to

to offer

was a businessman, so he naturally understood

weighing the pros and cons, Jason

fire Nathan! Then give reparations to Bella Colt and make it clear that we won’t tolerate his behavior; salvage our online reputation.” Seeing Jason loosen up, Charlie

hand,

Mr. Snow, just sign here,

the paper, Jason’s face sank, and his pupils grew

a few seconds, he placed the pen over the

Then he stopped again.

sign it,” Charlie

the office

on the desk, then landing coldly

face was unpleasant to

you were going to get us out of this? You talked a big game, then left right then and there. Now

screen, where Raymond’s

calm. “I said I’d resolve it in three

we’re dealing with all that pressure from headquarters.” Charlie

furrowed Jason’s brow.

out a cigarette, walked over to the

shot the ill-tempered man a look, then turned to Rita and smiled. “Don’t hold it against him.

problem. I know Mr. Powers means the best for the company.” Rita looked at

short-tempered, but he

had a bit of ambition

you made any progress?” Jason

“We’re eighty

that so. Why not explain your progress and what your following plans

do that,” Rita refused

flew into

Jason had no words.

Matthew had no words.

was the color of beetroot. “So really, you’re just messing around with us when

tell you right now is – look at tomorrow’s tabloids.” Facing Charlie’s accusation, Rita kept

Everyone jolted.

The tabloids?

Rita had

to leave your decision about Nathan until tomorrow, Mr. Snow. Or else… my hand might slip, and

Rita pressed play

three days’ time for

was instantly taken

into a rage.

an attempt to take the