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 Nathan’s blood to

this incident, so it looks like they’re going to cover for Nathan Murphy! They’ll protect

Nathan Murphy, cancel the

SF. Brown, I hope

hell, boycott all of

comments levied against them,

Jason and said, “Mr. Snow, it’s getting out of hand. Are we really

at the screen,

nothing, we’ll either get buried

are you really going to cost us all our

Jason’s expression turned ugly.

multiple sides, he was

look at everyone there

really going to offer everyone up to

a businessman, so he naturally understood what a

cons, Jason sighed.

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

hand,

Snow,

face sank, and his pupils grew

a few seconds, he placed the pen over the dotted line

Then he stopped again.

hesitate, Mr. Snow, sign it,” Charlie sighed and

the office door

bright eyes scanning the motion on the desk, then landing coldly on Jason. “You’re not going back on your word, are you, Mr.

Jason’s face was unpleasant to

came at just the right time. Didn’t you saw you were going to get us out of this? You talked a big game, then left right then and there.

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

remained calm. “I said I’d resolve it in three days; it’s only

getting torn to shreds online, and we’re dealing with all

display of boorish rudeness furrowed

out a cigarette, walked over to the balcony and

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

Powers means the best

short-tempered, but he did mean well for the

bit of ambition

you made any progress?” Jason was

smiled. “We’re eighty

not explain your progress and what your following plans

do

room flew into

Jason had no words.

Matthew had no words.

“So really, you’re just messing around with us when you haven’t got a plan at

all I can tell you right now is – look

Everyone jolted.

The tabloids?

Rita had

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

Rita pressed play on

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

instantly

flew into a

attempt to take the recorder from Rita