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.

passed, and Lillian got

turned to look at

phone, her eyes looking hollow. Lillian

“Ah, yeah? What?”

she chuckled. “What are you thinking? You did not even hear

she chewed her

Nothing?

Rita better than to believe

she did not want to talk about

I’ll go change.”Rita said as

smile faded the moment she shut the door behind

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

blowing in the tranquil lake in her heart

about the report all day and all

not she’s a Brown. She

same time,

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

thoughts had stirring her mind, strangling her throat, keeping her awake, suffocating

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

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

saw Oliver,

of alcohol gushed into her

Lillian was shocked, wide-eyed.

“You’re drunk…” Rita said.

Drunk?

curtly and did not

at

they parted at the hospital,

was like poison, eroding his sanity little by little. He knew that she would not

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

Rita’s home for a whole day just to see her for

said in

him away.

Staggering, he walked to the sofa and

But you chose Liam.

a sea of melancholy, his eyebrows creasing, sulkiness in his eyes.

as some drunken gibberish. “How

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