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?”

Roberts looked down at the pale girl in his

his

witnessed the whole process,

fine, I just got

smile, then drew away from the man's warm embrace, and kept a distance from

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

looked at the man beside her confusedly, “Why are you

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

his feelings for her, so

now that she knew how he

come back in the future,

voice sounded light, but every word was like a needle viciously stuck in the heart of Oliver, the tearing pain in his chest made his eyebrows

told himself countless

he loved her,

known that he can’t force her to do anything, and he was willing to let

done countless times had completely disintegrated at the moment he saw

her go after

it started, and also didn’t know when

head down, the hand at the side of his body clenched and loosened and clenched again to finally let go completely, he then squeezed out a smile, “It’s just a cup of coffee, do you

a matter of a cup of coffee, it's...” It’s

then open the

to say something else, but Oliver

her, resuming to be natural and unrestrained, “You're not afraid that I still

his past flirtations, it

can't get you, the more it stimulates my desire to conquer you,

“...” Was that true?

way, I'm telling the truth.” Oliver frowned, then swept a glance at Rita, “What kind of

eyes narrowed, and her

normal girl

his tongue be

take a girl like you as a buddy, not as

her, his eyes glittering, like pleading, “Of course, if you

Rita wrinkled her eyebrows, what exactly did

many girls around me, so I need you to help me drive them away. Don’t be afraid, I have no

So that’s his plan.

finally seen