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.

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

would

it

was still bemused when someone spoke with indifference behind her. “Mr. Davies, Rita does not like you, so drop

Davies, you really put much effort to alienate

want to mention it again, but he was stung

don’t make fun of me. I do not have

took out a piece of yellowed

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

crinkled his eyes and looked

“Dear Michael:

and you might find it too surprising to

I like you.

really

moving

handwriting was

Michael hadn’t lied?

really had had

impassively, with unknown feelings in

of curiosity, Rita also peeped

shocked

it her

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

can pretend nothing happens if you

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 if you don’t

“Michael…”

my love for you, and I should go

parted slightly, but Michael left directly after he said

stayed still, with her thoughts in a

bombshell and leave without

it really difficult for me to explain now?’ Rita

hands to Liam hurriedly. “Liam, listen, I never like Michael,

had had a crush on

right, it

she heard

she felt the pain in her jaw right after she

to looked up at him. “So… you

from outside, Jacob happened to

had

Michael confronted Liam

point, Liam should be angry and want to figure out what