Sweet Divorce

Rita laughed, pushing him away. “No, it’s not the right time!” She had had her heart broken a few times. It didn’t recover so quickly. She just needed some time to settle into her new role, his girlfriend.

What’s more, she had no confidence in their relationship. After all, he had hurt her feelings before.

Liam released his hand, looking faintly disappointed, but he understood it. He had done lots of things wrong and said some very hurtful things. He needed time to prove his love for Rita.

Liam put his arms around Rita’s waist and said gently, “Are you hungry?”

Rita nodded, blushing furiously. Liam seemed in a splendid mood. The chilly relationship between them had finally improved. He played with Rita’s hair and said, “What do you want to eat?”

“Can we have pizza?” Rita said.

“Pizza sounds great,” Liam replied gently. Then he turned to Jacob and winked at him.

Jacob stared at Liam and his eyes popped in surprise. Didn’t Liam hate pizza?

Rita took good care of Liam in the hospital in the next couple of days. And soon, Liam was discharged.

When Jacob went to sign the discharge papers for Liam, Liam and Rita were waiting for the elevator.

When the elevator doors opened, they saw Lillian standing in it. Her face was gaunt and pale.

They were shocked when their eyes met. Rita felt more estranged from Lillian than ever. She despised the people who had betrayed her.

From that day on, Rita tried to avoid meeting Lillian, and Lillian had never contacted her too.

to each other.

into the lift, her arm was

her spot and her eyes misted a little.

implored, in a low hoarse voice. “Just give me

realized something was wrong.

hint. He rubbed her head

Rita nodded and walked to the balcony. Lillian hurried to follow as she

they stood at the balcony. Lillian’s eyes were red and swollen. It looked like she

you?”

tempted to say that she had a wretched time,

a smile.

though she knew

“The…”

The two girls spoke at the same

Rita said with

You better be careful. Lots of companies in F City had went bust. Your Brown

Lillian well. Lillian was descended from a noble family. Her father had always indulged her. Until today, she had known nothing

she remembered the Brown Group would get into trouble during this time in her previous

this thought, she wore an extraordinarily solemn expression. “Why do

know,” Lillian said

say another word, Lillian interrupt, “I should

she stopped after a few faltering steps. Then she turned her head slowly to face Rita. “Sorry, Rita!” she said in a croaky whisper

still and did not