Sweet Divorce

Chapter 184 Jacob Got Drunk

Jacob chickened out immediately at the stare of Liam’s. pouty, he murmured. “So what I got a problem?” Had you ever been democratic?

They stood close together so that Liam caught his complain.

He smiled. “Feel free to say it if you have a problem.”

Jacob looked like he had seen a ghost. “Really?”

“Of course… if you’re not afraid of death, say whatever you want to say.”

Jacob felt comforted when he heard “of course”, Liam is still that Liam, he still has a sense of human rights, love hasn’t blinded him yet.

But when Liam proceeded, his heart fell from the sky and shattered into pieces.

He ought to know… he should never have any hope.

Seemingly, Liam was democratic, but actually…

Those who obey live, and who defies die.

Tyrant!

All those thought happened just in a blink.

Soon Jacob came back to himself and surrendered to his fate. At his post, he muttered. “We workers suffer when someone miss his love.”

To Jacob’s sighs and complains, Liam paid a curt smile.

He didn’t want to work overtime either. But the prospect of seeing Rita sooner injected him with infinite energy.

He looked down on Rita’s smiling face on the lock screen, eyes tender as water. See you tomorrow, Rita.

The next day in F city.

It’s 6:30 p.m. now.

Oblivious of Liam’s early return, Rita sagged in the sofa, her head filled with the paternity test.

She had Isabella to test the report’s authenticity after she received the report yesterday.

But she hadn’t heard a word from Isabella.

“Rita, I’m hungry, let’s go out and have a bite.” Lillian suggested, stroking her belly.

had passed, and Lillian

turned to look

found Rita gazing at her phone, her eyes looking hollow. Lillian poked at

“Ah, yeah? What?”

few seconds, then she chuckled. “What are you thinking? You did

she

Nothing?

knew Rita better than to believe

she did not want to talk about it. “So, let’s go

as she headed to

she

took the report out form a drawer. The conclusion of the report had been nagging her. “Has Isabella

was like a bomb, blowing in the tranquil lake in her heart with a

about the report all day

whether or not she’s a Brown. She wanted

at the same time,

that she was not a Brown. If she was not, who was she then? And how was she going to face

strangling her throat, keeping

are you, you can’t be here!” Rita came back

report and returned to the living room. “Lillian, what happened? You…

Oliver, she

of alcohol gushed into her nose.”I miss you, I want to

Lillian was shocked, wide-eyed.

“You’re drunk…” Rita said.

Drunk?

curtly and

at least

at the hospital, he

eroding his sanity little by little. He knew that she would not like him, but he just could not let

kind of things to distract himself. He thought as time went by, he would gradually forget her. But the truth turned out to be

sometimes hide in his car outside Rita’s home for a whole day just to see her

I’m drunk, sweetie…don’t leave me please.” Hugging her, Oliver said in a coarse

pushed him away. “You are

in Oliver’s eyes when Rita pushed him away. Staggering, he walked to the sofa and

But you chose Liam.

of that plunged him into a sea of melancholy, his eyebrows creasing, sulkiness

Oliver said as some drunken gibberish. “How do you know I live here?

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