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.

The two girls did not say anything to each other. Rita stood aside to let

Rita stepped into the lift, her

from her spot and her eyes misted a little. “What’s

implored, in a

wrong. She

hint. He rubbed her head gently and

balcony. Lillian hurried to follow as

red and swollen. It

you?” Rita

coursed down Lillian’s cheeks. She was tempted to say that she had a

managed a smile. “I’m fine, I’m fine,” she

Rita said, though she knew Lillian was

“The…”

two girls

first,” Rita

F City had went bust. Your Brown Group must pay more attention to it,

Lillian well. Lillian was descended from a noble family. Her father had always indulged her. Until today,

Brown Group would get into trouble during this time in

this thought, she wore an extraordinarily solemn expression. “Why do you say that? What

know,”

could say another word, Lillian interrupt, “I should go.”

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

did not know how