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?”

in his arms,

the morning he went to the hospital to get medicine for his big brother, but he didn't expect to run into Rita

the whole process, so he followed her the whole way

just got a

out a smile, then drew away from the man's warm embrace,

Rita's eyes, Oliver's heart sank, but his handsome

collected her mind, and looked at the man beside her confusedly, “Why

to see you.” Oliver didn’t tell the truth. He hooked the corner of his mouth and pointed to the door, “Rita, I'm thirsty,

for her, so Rita would

knew how

the future, I'm

in the heart of Oliver, the tearing pain

told himself countless times not to come

loved her,

he can’t force her to do anything, and he was

construction he'd done countless times had completely

couldn't let her

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

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

a cup

then open the door, I'm

say something else, but Oliver interrupted with

“You're not afraid that I still like you, are you? You think I'm the kind of

on his past flirtations, it really didn’t seem that

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

“...” Was that true?

Oliver frowned, then swept a glance at Rita, “What kind of woman I can’t get? Do you think I would really give up other women for a

eyes narrowed, and her teeth

girl like

tongue be

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

eyes glittering, like pleading, “Of course, if you can occasionally act as

her eyebrows, what exactly

to help me

So that’s his plan.

finally