Sweet Divorce

“Ahh!”

Rose fell heavily to the floor, skinning her elbow.

Pain raced up her arm and she sucked in a breath, a sinister rage lighting up in her breast.

But as intense at it was, she didn’t dare speak out.

After all, the man who’d kicked were was the famous Liam Wilson.

She didn’t even dare offend the name.

Much less the man.

“Rose!” Seeing her fall, Mason couldn’t help but glare at Liam. “Don’t you think you’re going too far, Wilson?!”

Seeing Mason be so protective of her, Rose jolted.

She hadn’t thought that such a useless man would dare offend authority to keep her safe. She felt a sway of emotion.

“I’m going too far?!”

Liam narrowed his eyes, cold gaze sweeping Rose on the ground and then falling on Mason.

As if, in the next second, he was going to skin them alive. “Aren’t you the ones who’re going too far?”

It was these people who bullied his Rita first.

A kick was letting them of easy.

“Whichever way things go, we’re Rita’s aunt and uncle.” Mason helped Rose up, clenching his teeth. “What we do with Rita is family business. What makes you think you can butt in, Mr. Wilson? If I’m remembering things correctly, you’re divorced with her already. The most you could call yourself is an ex-husband!”

Mason’s words dropped like a nuke.

The already hostile living room grew deathly silent, and everyone gasped.

As calculating as always, Amelia noticed how Liam’s eyes were narrowing and realized it wasn’t good.

She knew full well what the results were when offending a man like this.

Brown

Amelia slapped Mason across the face. “You’re getting too big for your britches! Whether or not Liam is divorced from Rita

reputation brought a better light to

that, she breathed a

to let her

tiger

and kneel. You can come back on after you realize where you

unwilling as they were, Mason and Rose could only go with it. They mumbled assent and knelt

the man and smiled it off. “Have you had breakfast yet? If not, you could have it with

“Sure.”

Rita and make sure she

girl in his arms. “You’ve

Rita shook her

butted in again. “Tut tut… someone’s tummy hurt so badly she was crying in Mommy’s arms all night until

poking holes in her story once again, Rita

her next to the table and pushed a bowlful of porridge in front

mild words, Rita’s brow

two choices, but thinking about it realistically, that left her with only one

he was as

Seeing her

spoon and said exasperatedly, “I’ll eat it

“Good girl.”

hair, his tightly wound mouth

Amelia, Noah and Zoe exchanged a glance and returned silently to their own rooms, leaving the

the man across her as he dined elegantly. Complicated emotions ran through

all the wounds she’d dealt him, he

And yet-

He seemed completely fine?!

she not harsh

She was meandering with her head low when Liam’s demand came

blinked and stared

at her swollen eyes, frowning. “Your

grip tightened on her

spoke mildly.

that?” Liam evidently didn’t believe her. “From today on, no cold drinks or spicy