Sweet Divorce

Chapter 159 Are You Keeping Me

Rita was quite shocked over Liam coming to live in the Brown household.

But after her shock, she was also quite moved.

She wasn’t stupid; she understood why Liam had moved over to the Brown house.

He probably wasn’t about to give up.

In other words – if the Mountain wouldn’t go to Mohammed, Mohammed must come to the Mountain…

Rita had known Liam for years. In her knowledge, that man was always the same, cold way towards anyone.

She never thought that he’d change for her one day.

Even going so far as to forget his identity and status and move to the Brown household.

The still lake of her heart started rippling under a warm breeze.

“Don’t just stand there, Rita. Wash your hands and come eat dinner.”

Maybe she’d stared off into space for too long, but Zoe started urging her. “Oh, and bring me that rib soup.”

“The soup’s too hot, Mom. I’ll do it.”

Liam said, getting up and heading to the kitchen.

Looking at how attentive he was being, Zoe’s bearing was one of a mother-in-law’s thorough appreciation. She beamed. “Look at how much he cares about you, Rita. Don’t look a gift horse in the mouth; find a way to get back together with him.”

The corner of Rita’s mouth twitched.

She didn’t know what weird potion Liam had given her mother in the one afternoon she was away from home, but Zoe was just full of praise for him right now.

Ignoring her dazzled mother, she followed him into the kitchen.

Standing in front of the sink, she glanced fleetingly at the man at her side.

Breaking the silence, she mumbled, “You shouldn’t waste time on me. Move back tomorrow.”

Hearing that, Liam was silent for a while. Soon, he took up the soup. “Do you know how to do interior work?”

“…can you not change the subject, we…”

“After we’re done with the renovations for the interior of the mansion, I’ll move out when you’re done with the blueprint.”

Before she could finish, Liam interrupted lightly, then passed her a set of blueprints and measurements.

Rita looked at the blueprint, confused.

Interior renovations?

She’d studied renovation out of interest a while back, but she was no professional.

Why wasn’t he seeking professional help and instead turning to her?

Whatever the reason, she wasn’t interested.

Naturally, her refusal was straight and to the point.

“I’m not going to do it!”

want me

them. Rita felt a strange, blazing

slightly, she avoided his gaze.

did she say that she wanted

Not once.

“Then you…?”

her voice. “That wasn’t a negotiation. I’m demanding

agree to

was obvious. Zoe

wasn’t surprised at

“Then live here all you want.” She was moving to the

Liam had already anticipated her thought of

the blueprint not done yet, I don’t mind living with you at the school dorm, either. I sent a set of my necessities over to the dorm in the afternoon, just in

froze, her face sinking.

Wilson set

was a man of

moved to the dorm of her own volition, he would definitely

tomorrow, she’d be the talk of

definitely couldn’t go live

in his hand. “You’ll leave

“Yes.”

She didn’t want

she reached out for

the blueprint, Liam pulled backwards in a sudden

Then his lips descended.

lips

about to

split second, Rita’s heart hammered,

Her chest pounded.

steadied her tilting body at her

cheek and stopped next to

have dinner first and see where

opportunity to

Well.

She had it wrong?

she pushed him

from shyness, and his lips curved up into a pleasant

The next day.

In the morning.

Brown Group

day, Rita followed Nathan to the

time they’d arrived, Jason

day, kid. I want to see what tricks you have up your sleeve,” Charlie scoffed, like he was there to

took a look at Rita, then turned to Jason. “Mr. Snow, the girl told us to watch the tabloids today. I just did. Other than Raymond Colt’s secretary meeting reporters last night,

Rita. “So what is it we’re supposed to watch,

“The show,” Rita chuckled.

they’re going to make of us as they bury us under bad press?” Charlie rolled his

in deliberately serious tones, “Our rivals are high in status, so why would they

reminding me, Mr. Gray. You’re right, they wouldn’t be so blind

Charlie and Matthew’s mockery, Rita didn’t react, but

think you’re yelling at? Let me tell you, with the company at your back, you’re a hotshot designer, without us,

that, Nathan clenched

his state, Rita grabbed him and murmured, “They’re free to say what they want, but we don’t need to listen or shoot back…

at her, Nathan loosened his

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