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.

the papers in her hands, his tone softened. “Have

her eyes at the

saw what the paper said, her

Brown or Zoe

not her dad and mom’s true born

She’s not a Brown.

report, Rita’s

it’s not true, it is not!” when the

at the right corner of the paper, she murmured. “SK hospital… Michael, if I’m not mistaken, you worked atSK hospital when you first came

“Right.” Michael nodded.

frowned.” Then it won’t be so difficult for you to forge a paternity

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

for a second at her gaze, then

Rita doesn’t believe him.

your father to do the test with you.

her,

drifted off, Michael

added. “I lied to Lillian, I lied to the Burkes,

gone. Rita felt conflicted looking at where Michael

“Rita, I knew you wouldn’t believe

was bewildered as she watched Rita

this afternoon.” She

the room, the calmness on her face was slowly

outside the restaurant after he saw that

just tell Rita who her real parents are, and… and how her mother died in a car accident

He wanted to.

But…

Rita didn't believe him.

to

and Liam were foes competing

it little credence

not to

the clue he just provided Rita, she would soon find out the truth herself. The truth

do now

to her apartment after leaving the

against a pillow in her bed, looking at the report

rang and jarred her back