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.

were even moving from howling for Nathan’s blood to howling for

a statement as to how to resolve this incident, so it looks like they’re going to cover for Nathan Murphy! They’ll protect anyone just to make their money; no bottom line

Nathan Murphy, cancel the

to SF. Brown, I hope

brand designed by Nathan Murphy, hell, boycott all of this company’s clothes, the disgusting

levied against them, some people were losing their

sales looked at Jason and said, “Mr. Snow, it’s getting out of hand. Are we really going to

screen, his head

nothing, we’ll either get buried under criticism or get

are you really going to cost us all

Jason’s expression turned ugly.

he was

look at everyone there and

he really going to offer everyone up to

businessman, so he naturally understood what

the pros and cons, Jason

away and 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 happily

his hand,

Snow, just sign

Jason’s face sank,

few seconds, he placed the pen

Then he stopped again.

hesitate, Mr. Snow, sign it,”

office door

bright eyes scanning the motion on the desk, then landing coldly

was

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

tapped the screen, where Raymond’s press conference was still going

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

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

of boorish rudeness furrowed Jason’s brow.

out a cigarette, walked over

look, then turned to Rita and

best for

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

just had a bit of ambition to go with

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

“We’re eighty percent

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

afraid I can’t do that,” Rita

room flew into

Jason had no words.

Matthew had no words.

messing around with us when you haven’t got a plan at

you right now is – look

Everyone jolted.

The tabloids?

they could react, Rita

Mr. Snow. Or else… my hand might slip, and word of our discussion that day might slip with

pressed play on her

days’ time for Nathan echoed across the

was instantly

Charlie, who flew into a

he rushed up in an attempt to take the recorder from Rita by