Sweet Divorce

After Jacob left, Liam rested against the bed.

But after he closed his eyes, all that echoed in his ears was just those words of Rita.

“I've never loved you!”

“I'm just getting back at you!”

“Liam, Let's end here.”

Even if he didn’t believe a word of this, it’s still like a needle stabbing him, extremely painful.

He thought he had good emotional control, but today his calm that he was proud of was like nothing because of that girl.

There was no indifferent person in this world, if there was, it’s just because he never met a person he really loved.

The more indifferent and rational he was, once he fell in love, he would not able to get over it, ever.

Liam laughed bitterly, covering his heart, and slightly closed his eyes, “Rita, no matter what the truth is, I will never let you go this time, never!”

Even if, she was telling the truth.

And he wouldn't let her go.

He wanted to keep her with him even if he needed to tie her down.

Liam had never found that once it came to Rita, he would be so paranoid and incomprehensible.

And at the same time, Rita, who had just left, was standing not far away at the moment.

She hid in the dark and looked through the glass window at the man who looked so distressed on the bed at the moment. Only after she made sure the injury on his hand was treated did she lift her leg and go downstairs and leave the hospital.

Every step Rita took that day was like stepping on the tip of a knife, and it hurt both physically and mentally.

By the time she got off the bus and stood in front of her apartment on the south side of town, she couldn't hold it together anymore.

Her body swayed twice and fell backward abruptly.

When she was about to fall heavily to the ground, a figure suddenly rushed over, a man's warm palm against her waist steadily held her.

“Rita, are you alright?”

at the pale girl in his arms, his eyes were full

medicine for his big brother, but he didn't expect to run into Rita

Liam’s situation. Oliver witnessed the whole process, so he followed her the whole way because he was worried about

just got a

the man's warm embrace, and kept

heart sank, but his handsome

mind, and looked at the man beside

tell the truth. He hooked the corner of his

feelings for her, so Rita

knew how he felt

don't come back in the future,

stuck in the heart of Oliver, the tearing pain in his chest made his eyebrows

last time, he told

true he loved her, but

can’t force her to do anything,

the mental construction he'd done countless times had completely disintegrated at the moment he

let her go after

was a strange thing. He didn’t know how it started, and also didn’t know when

looked at Rita with her head down, the hand at the side of his body clenched and loosened and clenched

a cup of coffee,

then open the door,

to say something else, but Oliver interrupted with a

leaned against the wall, his dark eyes glancing at her, resuming to be natural and unrestrained, “You're not afraid that I still like you, are you? You think I'm the kind of person who would

flirtations, it

first.” Oliver continued with a serious look, “The more I can't get you, the more it stimulates my desire to conquer you, so I confessed to you, but then I thought clearly, that's

“...” Was that true?

Oliver frowned, then swept a glance at Rita, “What kind of woman

and her teeth

normal girl like

tongue

thought and thought about it, it’s better to take a girl like

time, Oliver’s arm surrounded her, his eyes glittering, like pleading, “Of course, if

eyebrows, what exactly did he think he was talking

to help me drive them away.

So that’s his plan.

finally seen