Sweet Divorce

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.

Lillian

frowned, and turned to look

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

“Ah, yeah? What?”

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

Embarrassed, she

Nothing?

Rita better than to believe

chose not to press Rita since she did not

said as

faded the moment she shut the door

conclusion of the report had been nagging her. “Has Isabella found

report was like a bomb, blowing in the tranquil lake in her heart with a huge splash, and ripples spread over the surface even

been thinking about the report all day and all

she’s a Brown. She wanted

the same time, she dreaded to

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

mind, strangling her throat,

are you, you can’t be here!” Rita came back to herself when she heard Lillian groaning in the living

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

Oliver,

arms before Rita could react. The stench of alcohol gushed into her nose.”I miss you, I

Lillian was shocked, wide-eyed.

“You’re drunk…” Rita said.

Drunk?

smiled curtly and did not

at

the

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

all kind of things to distract himself. He thought as time went by, he would gradually

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

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

pushed him away. “You

him away. Staggering, he walked to the sofa and collapsed

But you chose Liam.

sea of melancholy, his eyebrows creasing, sulkiness in his eyes. “Why? Why him but

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