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.

just that, but the internet denizens were even moving from howling for

snowballed – “SF. Brown still hasn’t issued a statement as to how to resolve this incident, so it looks like they’re going to cover for Nathan Murphy! They’ll protect

Murphy, cancel the

SF. Brown, I

hell, boycott all of this company’s clothes,

against them,

Jason and said, “Mr. Snow, it’s getting out of hand. Are we really going to put our faith in

at the screen, his

we’ll either get buried under criticism or get cut off from headquarters

to cost us all our jobs over one

Jason’s expression turned ugly.

he

took a look at everyone there and started

right, was he really going to offer everyone up to the

was a businessman, so he naturally understood

the pros and cons, Jason sighed. “What’s your

make it clear that we won’t tolerate his behavior; salvage our online reputation.” Seeing Jason loosen up, Charlie happily presented his

hand, he

agree, Mr. Snow, just

the paper, Jason’s face sank, and his

few seconds, he placed the pen over the

Then he stopped again.

Mr. Snow, sign it,” Charlie sighed and

office door

eyes scanning the motion on the desk, then landing coldly on Jason. “You’re not going back

face was

going to get us out of this? You talked a big

the screen, where Raymond’s

said I’d resolve it in three days; it’s only been two, right?

with all that pressure from headquarters.” Charlie slapped his folder viciously against

furrowed Jason’s brow. “Watch

also realized his lapse. He took out a cigarette, walked over to the balcony and sucked at

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

means the best for the company.” Rita

been short-tempered, but he did mean well

had a bit of

to the topic, have you made any progress?” Jason was still all smiles while

smiled. “We’re eighty percent

so. Why not explain your progress and what your following plans are, put our minds at

do that,”

room flew into

Jason had no words.

Matthew had no words.

messing around with

Mr. Powers, all I can tell you right now is –

Everyone jolted.

The tabloids?

they could react, Rita

about Nathan until tomorrow, Mr. Snow. Or else… my hand might slip, and word of our discussion that day might slip with it. Wonder what

pressed play on

three days’ time for Nathan echoed across

instantly taken

into a rage.

an attempt to take the recorder from Rita