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.

young, but it was definitely not Michael. Besides, she had

would Michael say

it

someone spoke with indifference behind her. “Mr.

alienate my girlfriend from me, and you even

it again, but he was

don’t make fun of me. I do not have the guts to act

took out a piece of yellowed paper from

unfolded it carefully and held it to Liam’s eyes. “Mr. Wilson, you must be able to recognize Rita’s writing,

and looked

“Dear Michael:

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

I like you.

really, really

five hundred words in this moving letter. And

this beautiful handwriting was from Rita

Michael hadn’t lied?

had had a

eyes impassively, with unknown feelings

Rita also peeped at

shocked when she

was it her

again. Then her face grew pale gradually. “That’s impossible. Why don’t I remember it

nothing happens if you don’t

looked at Rita who was still bewildered, smiling at her gently. “Whether it is from you or not, I truly like you. And I don’t want to give up even

“Michael…”

shown my love for you, and I should

lips parted slightly, but Michael left directly after he

her thoughts

without even

difficult for me to explain now?’ Rita

breath and waved her hands to

if you had had a crush

right, it was

echoed when she

the pain in her jaw right

looked up at him. “So… you did send your love letter to another

from outside, Jacob happened to heard

lips had a

seen how Michael

thought, at this point, Liam should be angry and want to figure out what was with the