Sweet Divorce

“Rita, I know you still care about me.”

Rita was thinking about how to appease Liam when Michael hugged her again. “I know it. It’s not just talk when you wrote the love letter and said you liked me.”

Rita’s eyes rounded at his words.

Love letter?

She liked Michael?

Well…

When did it happen? How come she never knew?

But it was not the point whether it happened or not. The point was that she, out of the corner of her eye, saw Liam was growing more and more furious.

This ordinary living room seemed to become unadulterated hell suddenly where Liam became the bloodthirsty Satan, saturnine and frightening.

As if he was going to kill everyone in the room the next moment.

His eyes, and his look were too forbidding.

In a cold sweat, Rita was unnerved by him.

Drat!

She had not figured out how to calm Liam yet, but Michael ignited Liam’s anger again.

Well done – Liam bristled with rage now.

Rita did not want Liam to take it out on her, so she pushed Michael away. “Nonsense. Michael, when did I write you a love letter and say I like you?”

She didn’t and hadn’t done that.

‘Dear, don’t say that again… You maybe have had enough of your life, but I haven’t. I’m afraid that he would skin us alive.’ Rita said to herself.

Gloomy, Michael frowned at her reply. “Rita, you really wish to disassociate yourself from me, right? So much so that…” you would lie about it.

Michael did not spit out the following words.

He lifted his eyes to stare at the pretty girl standing in front of him, with a trace of disappointment and sadness flickering across his eyes.

Michael looked so sad, which made Rita begin to doubt herself – did she really sent him a love letter?

They did know each other back then.

But that was all, and they were not so familiar to meet in private.

but it was definitely not Michael. Besides, she had

would Michael

did it

with indifference behind her. “Mr. Davies, Rita does not like you, so drop the act. Got

I must say, Mr. Davies, you really put much effort to alienate my girlfriend from me, and you even think of this ridiculous

did not want to mention it again, but

a cold smile. “Mr. Wilson, don’t make fun of me. I do not have the guts

a piece of yellowed paper from

Wilson, you must be able to recognize Rita’s writing, then

his eyes and looked

“Dear Michael:

know it might be abrupt, and you might find it too surprising to accept,

I like you.

really, really

words in this moving letter. And Liam’s face was dark with

this beautiful handwriting was from Rita

Michael hadn’t lied?

really had had a crush

eyes impassively,

of curiosity, Rita also peeped at

shocked when

was it her

again and again. Then her

can pretend nothing happens if

Then he looked at Rita who was still bewildered, smiling at her gently. “Whether it is from

“Michael…”

shown my love for you, and I should

slightly, but Michael left

still, with her thoughts in a

and leave without even an explanation, isn’t it too

it really difficult for me to explain now?’ Rita moaned in her

took a deep breath and waved her hands to Liam hurriedly. “Liam, listen, I

a crush on him,

it

echoed when she

the pain in her jaw

her face, so she had to looked up at him. “So… you did send your

outside, Jacob happened

had

how Michael confronted

to figure out