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.

tucked the papers in her hands, his tone softened.

eyes at the

she saw what the paper said, her

Brown or Zoe Duncan by blood, the report

meant she’s not her dad and mom’s true

She’s not a Brown.

report,

when the hoarse voice of Amelia

were than fix on the seal at the right corner of the paper, she murmured. “SK hospital… Michael, if I’m not mistaken, you worked atSK hospital when you

“Right.” Michael nodded.

won’t be so difficult for you to forge a

him in a way that as

her gaze,

Rita doesn’t believe him.

father to do the

her, Rita paused.

Michael whirled to leave

to the Burkes, may I’ll lie to someone else in the future. But I will

conflicted looking at where Michael

I

she watched Rita walk out the

this afternoon.” She said curtly,

the room, the calmness on her face

in his seat outside the restaurant after he

parents are, and… and 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

Liam were foes competing

would give it little credence if Michael

decided not to reveal all the

provided Rita, she would soon find out the truth herself. The truth that Liam took her mother’s

he needed to do now was

to her apartment after leaving

against a pillow in her bed, looking at the report

and jarred her back to