Sweet Divorce

Michael was hit, the corner of his mouth seeped out a trace of blood.

The next second, an external force fiercely snatched Lillian from his palm, he subconsciously wanted to clench, while holding only the residual warmth of the girl at his fingertips.

Inexplicable loss and anger rushed to his heart, he coldly looked up at the man across from him.

“Is it hurt?” At this time Atherden only cared about Lillian's red wrist, the bottom of the dark eyes tumbled with heartache.

When the four eyes met, Lillian froze.

Although it’s the first time they met, his care and tenderness she felt were real.

He was such a nice guy.

Atherden's gentleness was like a ray of winter sunshine shining into her cold world, making her feel warm.

But it lasted for just a second because she knew that the reason why Atherden was so nice to her as she and his ex-wife were very similar.

The care and love she felt at this moment belonged to that woman, right?

That woman was so happy to have a man who loved her so much.

As for her, she did not dare to think more about this man's tenderness.

She knew she was just a stand-in for him, so she wouldn't be foolish enough to take it seriously.

She had self-awareness, so she looked down, pulled her hand back from the man's hand, and squeezed out a smile, pretending to be strong and say, “I’m fine.”

Lillian’s sense of detachment from him caused a flash of loss to well up in the bottom of his gentle eyes.

But the sentiment was soon hidden under the man's warm and elegant smile.

After making sure that Lillian was okay, he looked up at Michael on the opposite side of the room with a cold look on his face, just in time to meet Michael's eyes.

“Atherden Wright?” Michael was stunned and clearly surprised.

At this moment, all that echoed in his ears were Atherden's words just now, “Let go of my wife.”

His wife?!

Michael’s black eyes narrowed fiercely, his eyes swept a glance at Lillian and fell back on Atherden, “You call her your... wife?! You, what...” What the hell was going on?

to Michael’s consternation, Atherden's face was bland, his large hands held Lillian in his arms, elegantly hooked the corners

on Lillian's shoulders, Michael felt extraordinarily harsh and can’t wait to break

quickly took himself by surprise

was he

Jealous?

No, it can't be!

be jealous because of that

of scheming woman was not

he just felt sorry for

seemed to openly accept the sentiment, and even believed it. He looked sideways at Lillian, who always bowed her head, snorted, “Fiancée? Mr. Wright, Have you ever gotten to know the character and past of this fiancée of yours? How about I tell you about the things

hearing these words, Lillian

as long as she did not provoke Michael,

her surprise,

was obvious that he wanted to

he liked to the arms of his rival, but... but he deliberately mentioned the old story

No!

him to do

opened slightly, wanting to tell Michael to shut up, but Atherden opened his mouth one step ahead of her, “Since Mr. Burke said it was the past, so how important is

didn't care about

he was not here to comment on her past, he wanted to be involved in her

didn’t know how

side, the corners of his mouth hooked up, “All

Atherden’s gentle voice fell, Lillian's eyes grew

had been deadly silent

Bang!

ripples in the lake of her dead heart, and could not calm down for

embarrass Lillian,

humiliated, but he can’t do anything, “Well... I can only hope that Mr. Wright will not regret

his eyes with affectionate, “I can't be happier, so how

a mouthful of blood,

felt warm in her heart,

spectator, Rita looked at Atherden, who gave such domineering protection to Lillian, and her starry eyes narrowed

had a good judge

a

be completely relieved after Lillian returned

“Let’s go.”

Atherden embraced Lillian and walked outside the

away, so Rita and Oliver both