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.

britches! Whether or not Liam is divorced from Rita or not, he’s the

reputation brought a

breathed a sigh

to

tiger was difficult

out there and kneel. You can come back on

could only go with it. They mumbled

the man and smiled it off. “Have you had breakfast yet? If

“Sure.”

Rita and make sure

and looked at the girl in his arms. “You’ve got

Rita shook her

again. “Tut tut… someone’s tummy hurt so badly she was crying in Mommy’s

in her story once again, Rita

bowlful of porridge in front of her. “Do you want to eat

mild words, Rita’s brow

it realistically, that left her

like he was as imperious

Seeing her

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

“Good girl.”

full of sleek hair, his tightly wound mouth arcing up

silently to their

over her porridge, glancing at the man across her

that with all the wounds she’d dealt him, he

And yet-

He seemed completely fine?!

she not

her head low when Liam’s demand

blinked and stared at him, confused.

looked at her swollen eyes,

Rita’s grip

spoke mildly.

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