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

why would Michael say

did it

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

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

it again, but he

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

be outdone, Michael took out a piece of yellowed paper from his

must

his eyes and looked at the

“Dear Michael:

find it too surprising to accept, but I have

I like you.

really, really

five hundred words in this moving letter.

this beautiful handwriting was from Rita

Michael hadn’t lied?

had had a

narrowed his eyes impassively, with unknown

Rita also

shocked

was it her

and again. Then her

happens

his pocket meticulously. Then he looked at Rita who was still bewildered, smiling at her gently. “Whether it

“Michael…”

love for you, and I should go now. Bye,

ruby lips parted slightly, but Michael left directly after he

stayed still, with her

drop a bombshell and leave without even

it really difficult for

breath and waved her hands to Liam hurriedly. “Liam, listen, I never like

if you had had a crush

it was

when she heard his

pain in her jaw right after she said

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

outside, Jacob happened to

had

seen how Michael confronted Liam from

figure out what was with the letter and what was between