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 got no

frowned, and turned to look at

her phone, her eyes looking hollow.

“Ah, yeah? What?”

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

she chewed her

Nothing?

knew Rita better

she did not want

said as she headed to the

the moment she shut the

out form a drawer. The conclusion of the report had been

tranquil lake in her heart with a huge splash, and

thinking about the report

she’s a

the same time,

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

her mind, strangling her throat, keeping her awake,

here!” Rita came back to

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

Oliver, she

of alcohol gushed into her

Lillian was shocked, wide-eyed.

“You’re drunk…” Rita said.

Drunk?

and

not drink so much actually, at least he’s

since they parted at the hospital, he never met Rita

He knew that she would not

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

his car outside Rita’s home for a whole day just to see her for a few

said in a coarse voice. “I will

him away. “You are so

walked to the sofa and collapsed into it. “Right, because I’m

But you chose Liam.

a sea of melancholy, his eyebrows creasing, sulkiness

some drunken gibberish. “How do

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