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.

was enough for the Brown family. Nobody else should

big for your britches! Whether or not Liam is divorced from Rita or not, he’s the only Brown grandson-in-law that

Liam’s reputation brought a better light to

that, she breathed a

refused to let her

a tiger

and kneel. You can come back on after

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

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

“Sure.”

and make sure she finishes the full bowl of porridge. It’s good for her stomach and

at the girl in his arms. “You’ve

Rita shook

before the denial even landed, Zoe butted in again. “Tut tut… someone’s tummy hurt so badly she

holes in her story once

of porridge in front of

his mild words, Rita’s brow

choices, but thinking about it realistically,

he was as

Seeing her stand still, Liam took up his

the spoon and said exasperatedly, “I’ll eat it myself.

“Good girl.”

of sleek hair, his tightly

and returned silently to their own rooms, leaving

bent her head over her porridge, glancing at the man across her

thought that with all the wounds she’d dealt him, he wouldn’t come back for her

And yet-

He seemed completely fine?!

she not harsh

meandering with her head low when Liam’s demand

and stared at him,

looked at her swollen eyes, frowning. “Your

grip

spoke mildly. “I’m

evidently didn’t believe her. “From today on, no cold drinks or spicy food, and eat three meals