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.

her hands, his tone softened. “Have a look, Rita. And

lowered her eyes

paper said, her hands shook

related to Noah Brown or

her dad and

She’s not a Brown.

report, Rita’s

not!” when the hoarse voice of Amelia rang again, Rita came

were than 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 paternity test report,

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

second at her gaze, then frustration

Rita doesn’t believe him.

do the test with you. Then you’ll know I’m

her, Rita

off, Michael whirled

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

gone. Rita felt conflicted looking at

I knew you wouldn’t

watched Rita walk out the

class this afternoon.” She said curtly, and then

room, the calmness on her face was slowly replaced by

back in his seat outside the restaurant

real parents are, and… and how her mother died

He wanted to.

But…

Rita didn't believe him.

the point to tell

Liam were foes competing

would give it little credence if Michael

to reveal

just provided Rita, she would soon find out the truth herself. The truth that Liam took

he needed to do now was

her apartment after

pillow in her bed, looking at the

suddenly, her phone rang and