Sweet Divorce

As the photos and paper fell on the table, time seemed to stop.

Then almost at the same time, Amelia and Rita’s eyes were drawn to the photos.

Amelia could not make out the words on the paper due to the distance, but still, she got nervous.

Her heart beat fast, anxiety and fear magnifying inside her.

Her body acted fast than her mind. She scrambled up and reached for the photos and paper. “Bullshit! Who are you? You are trying to deceive my granddaughter, aren’t you?”

Amelia didn’t even spare a look on the paper, she just tore them into pieces and threw them on Michael. “Get out!”

Rita seldom saw Amelia to be so furious before, she squinted.

The fragments slapped on Michael’s face. But he didn’t get mad, instead, he smiled. “It’s just some paper, why do you get so anxious, Mrs. Amelia?”

Rita kept silent, her eyes fixing on Amelia’s face to catch every minor change of emotion on it.

Amelia had to yield under Rita’s stare.

She straightened her back after a few seconds and snorted. “Who told you that I am anxious? I just don’t want my granddaughter to get coaxed by you.”

She said toughly whereas in fact she was insecure.

She then grabbed Rita’s hand and then tried to leave. “Don't listen to him, Rita. Let’s go home.”

But Rita did not even move an inch.

Amelia paused, “Ri…Rita?”

“Grandma…if it’s not true, why are you so afraid?” looking Amelia in her eyes, Rita asked.

Her tone was rather neutral, but Amelia still sensed some coldness in it. That intensify her anxiety.

“Rita is right, why are you so afraid?” Michael said, “A straight foot is not afraid of a crooked shoe.”

Michael’s sarcastic tone irritated Amelia, her face sagged down gloomily.

Amelia chose not to answer, but Michael plucked out some more pieces of paper form his coat. “The ones she tore were copies, these are the originals. Originals of the paternity test.”

“Paternity test?” Rita pause, puzzled.

papers in her hands, his tone softened.

her eyes at the

what the paper said, her hands shook

related to Noah Brown or Zoe Duncan by blood, the

not her dad and mom’s true born

She’s not a Brown.

report, Rita’s head

not!” when the hoarse voice of

fix on the seal at the right corner of the paper, she murmured. “SK hospital… Michael,

“Right.” Michael nodded.

so difficult for you to forge a

as she raised her head to study Michael. She looked at him in a way that as if she was

paused for a second at her gaze, then frustration spread

Rita doesn’t believe him.

wryly. “If you don't believe me, ask your father to do

suggestion struck her, Rita

as she drifted off, Michael whirled to leave

seemed to remember something, he turned his head around and added. “I lied to Lillian, I lied to the Burkes, may I’ll lie to someone else in the future. But I will never lie to

he was gone. Rita felt conflicted looking at where Michael had

I knew you wouldn’t believe

as she watched

She said

was alone in the room, the calmness on

in his seat outside the restaurant after he saw that Rita had left.

how her mother died in a car accident because of Liam Wilson.” Puzzled, Ralph looked at Michael

He wanted to.

But…

Rita didn't believe him.

point to

and Liam were foes competing for

little credence if Michael

not to reveal all the truth

soon find out

to do now was to

her apartment after leaving the

in her

suddenly, her phone rang and jarred her back to