Sweet Divorce

Her face was pale as milk when she realized that.

She fucked up.

Cursing silently, Euan gave Bruno a pleading look. “Bruno…”

“Don’t you dare you to touch me again!” Bruno scolded, his face dark.

The way Bruno turned back on her pissed Euan so much that she bit her lip so forcefully.

So you’re not going to help me? You this old asshole.

in such a dire situation, the pressure made her brain run faster so that she came up with a solution.

Bruno seldom talked about the Browns, but not never. He mentioned them once or twice in his cups.

He said that there was a Brown girl who gave up everything for a man and ended up disowned by the family. She remembered.

The girl’s name was…her name was….was Rita! She recalled.

That’s right! Rita!

No wonder she found Rita’s name familiar when she first heard it. But she could not remember where she heard it and so did not pay it much mind.

Now that she remembered, that fear she felt abated.

Rita was that useless girl in Bruno’s mouth. she thought.

She glared at Bruno in his seat, and muttered. “Didn't you say that that granddaughter of your sister’s is useless? You said that she only a bitch that thinks about men and has never done a stroke of work. The Brown kicked her out, didn't they? What are you afraid of?”

She said those in a low voice, but loud enough for Rita to catch. She did it purposely.

And undoubtedly, Rita caught everything.

She gave Bruno a half-smile.

Useless!

Only a bitch!

Has never done a stroke of work!

Rita’s stare gave Bruno chills, he almost got on his knees.

Damn you! Euan! You stupid woman!

She’s going to ruin me.

“What a coward you are? She’s just a bitch, do you have to be so afraid?” Euan nudged at him. “Bru…”

“You are a bitch! Your filthy mouth fouls the room now!”

Bruno could no longer stand her. He stood up abruptly and slapped her right in the face. “Cut the crap. I never said those things!”

Bang!

Euan fell flat on the floor, blood trickling from her mouth.

Holding her cheek, she glared up at the man above her. “You slap me?! You son of a bitch!”

Euan once in the past

was the

lying on the floor, all tears, Bruno twitched his mouth. “So what I slap you. Be grateful that I didn't pluck

for what

Shouldn’t I hit you?

out!” he pointed at the

groaned so loud. Euan knew better than to keep nagging him

long term source of money for her after

up bitterly, heading outside, her face

“Wait.” Rita blurted.

interference tensed Bruno. What does she

rep. Now that you are here, I think

with

“Thought I ‘m not good a running at company,

would be better that you see

played a video and passed

Bruno took the phone

please me, I’ll give you

Euan ran her hands all over

her away, but she

sagged immediately as he heard all

I got the money and shares from that old punk Bruno, I’ll be all yours. How’d you like that? So…would you like to

hands clenched when Euan told Thomas she was using Bruno, his eyes

video kept playing, Euan snapped the phone out of Bruno’s hand and threw it on the ground. “That, that isn’t me. Someone’s trying to set

Clink,clang…

became a small

care less about that. Hurriedly, she just grabbed Bruno ‘s hand while trying to explain.

That is not her?

felt like he heard the

it never occurred to him that she wanted to con

his

arms if Rita was not here

teeth, he looked down indifferently on

please, let

fuck up, I don’t wanna hear anything coming

to persist, but Bruno gave

I should do with

d=few seconds, and the

on good terms, would

this, Rita. I have nothing to do with this slut. Just do what you have to

took his leave after

everything clean with

of course, understood what

prospect of being in jail shrunk Euan. She

the police then since Bruno

was a commotion in the store when the

Euan was supported by an investor, how come she

no matter what has happened, one thing is for sure.

then laughed brightly. “We don’t have to work under the shadow

“We don’t now.”

conversation and what Zofia said

brand new start for the store now. From now on, there

Thomas was relieved.

they had only one person