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 blood to howling

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.

I hope

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

them,

getting out of hand.

at the screen, his head

could really solve this problem. If we continue to do nothing, we’ll either get buried under criticism or get cut off from headquarters outright.” Another

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

Jason’s expression turned ugly.

from multiple sides, he was

a look at everyone there and started

going to offer everyone

businessman, so he naturally understood what a bum

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

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

hand, he

Mr. Snow, just sign

face sank, and his pupils grew

he placed the pen over

Then he stopped again.

Snow, sign it,” Charlie

office door

scanning the motion on the desk, then landing coldly on Jason.

was unpleasant to look

saw you were going to get us out of this? You talked a big game, then left right then and there. Now the situation’s getting worse and worse, what’s your

Charlie tapped the screen, where Raymond’s press conference

“I said I’d resolve it in three days; it’s

online, and we’re dealing with all that pressure from headquarters.”

of boorish rudeness furrowed

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

means the best for the

have been short-tempered, but he did mean well for

he just had a bit of ambition to

to the topic, have you made any progress?” Jason

“We’re eighty percent

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

do that,”

flew

Jason had no words.

Matthew had no words.

messing around with us when you

you right now is – look at tomorrow’s

Everyone jolted.

The tabloids?

Rita had

Mr. Snow. Or else… my hand

pressed play on her

of Jason’s promise of three days’ time for Nathan echoed across

was instantly taken

into a rage.

in an attempt to