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

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

reputation brought a

that, she breathed

she refused to let her

tiger

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

were, Mason and Rose could only go with it. They mumbled assent and

at the man and smiled

“Sure.”

of utensils. “Right, Liam, watch over Rita and make sure she finishes the full bowl of porridge. It’s good for her stomach and saves us some

girl in

shook her

tummy hurt so badly she was crying in Mommy’s arms all night

mother poking holes in

Liam pulled her next to the table and pushed a bowlful of porridge in front of her. “Do you

his mild words,

two choices, but thinking about it realistically, that left

was as

want me to feed you, then?” Seeing her stand still, Liam took up

snatched the spoon and said exasperatedly,

“Good girl.”

full of sleek hair, his tightly wound mouth arcing up into a

a glance and returned silently to their own rooms, leaving the dining room to the

man across her as he dined elegantly. Complicated emotions ran

all the wounds she’d dealt him, he

And yet-

He seemed completely fine?!

not

She was meandering with her head

blinked and stared at him,

at her swollen

grip tightened

she spoke mildly.

believe her. “From today on, no cold drinks or spicy food, and eat three meals a day on