Sweet Divorce

Chapter 11 I Don't Love You Anymore

Liam drew himself closer in a sudden. Rita subconsciously ducked back. Her heart beat fast because of fluster. Seeing that Liam was only looking at her, Rita relaxed herself a little.

"I'm still the same Rita, the only difference is that..."

She paused for a moment, and looked up to meet his cold eyes without blinking, "I DON'T LOVE YOU ANYMORE. I want to divorce you. I want to leave here!"

Her voice was not loud but full of determination. Looking at the determined look on Rita's face, Liam's face got somber. It wasn't the first time that Rita had said things like this.

In the past, he was never affected by such words. But today, he felt inexplicably annoyed.

"Oh, I don't need your love!" Liam snorted and pushed her away, "But if you want to get a divorce ... I'm afraid it's not that easy." His eyes met hers. Tension arose in the room.

"Liam, Liam, are you still listening?" not until he heard his grandpa's voice from the telephone did he turn his cold eyes away from Rita's face. He hid his coldness and softly said, "Yes, grandpa."

"What were you doing just now? I heard it sounded like you were bullying Rita again!" Grandpa Jim's voice sounded so worried as if he would came through the telephone to protect Rita, " Put Rita on the phone, I want to talk to her."

"Okay."

Liam answered and cast his eyes back on Rita, lowered his voice and said, " You don't need me to teach you what you should or should not say, right?"

Finishing his words, Liam handed her the phone.

Rita hid away her displeasure with Liam and sweetly said, "Grandpa."

"Rita, did Liam bully you these days?" asked Grandpa Jim with concern. "He…did." Rita was holding the phone and glanced at Liam, pretending to sob.

"This boy's killing me, eh-hem…"

Hearing his grandpa's cough from the other side of the phone, Liam's face hardened, as if a beast was coming out of him to tear Rita apart. He strode forward to reach out for the phone. But Rita swiftly dodged him. "Grandpa, are you okay?" said Rita. She did not expect her little mischief would make Grandpa Jim so angry. She pressed her lips with guilt ,

"Grandpa, sorry. I was just kidding. Liam treats me well these days, and … we sleep together."Hearing this, grandpa Jim beamed and stopped coughing, "Ha, ha, you naughty little girl! I am relieved to know you're getting on well. Rita, you two should work hard. I want to see my great grandchild before I die."

"Grandpa, what are you talking about? You will live a long life!" Rita blamed him for saying this, but her eyes were slightly red. Even if Liam had not traded West Blue Bay with her, she would postpone her divorce after knowing Grandpa Jim's illness.

In her previous life, Grandpa Jim treated her like his own granddaughter. She had nothing to repay him for his kindness. So she hoped to make him happy and accompany him through the remaining time of his life.

"Ha ha! That's right. I must live a long life so that I can make it to see your child!" Grandpa's loud laugh dispelled Liam's coldness. He forgot when had been the last time grandpa was happy like this.

His tightened lips rose slightly under the dim light. Seeing Rita chatting happily with his grandpa, Liam took off his overcoat and headed to the bathroom. He spent an hour in the hot tub to relax himself from the exhaustion of the overwhelming business in his company.

By the time he came out in his nightgown, Rita was asleep on the mattress on the floor. Under the dim light, her little white face was slightly covered by her black hair. Though looking casual, she was beautiful. Liam couldn't help casting a few more glances at her, observing his "wife" in earnest.

Perhaps because of her illness, Rita's complexion was not good. But she became more delicate than she looked in the day, tempting his desire to protect her.

It seemed that she was not that hateful when she was quiet and still like this. Liam thought, 'Were it not for Joey's accident, he might take his responsibility for Rita and start a life with her. But what a pity…'

Liam forced himself to move his eyes away from Rita's face and lay back to bed. This time, like he did last night, he fell asleep the moment his head touched the pillow. He had such a sound sleep that he didn't even have any dream that night.

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The next morning, Rita woke up early. She glanced at Liam, who was deep in sleep on his bed, and she frowned. She remembered that he suffered from insomnia in the previous life.

'But why did he have such a sound sleep these two days? He recovered from insomnia? But it didn't matter to her whether he recovered or not.'

She spread her hands, showing that she didn't care. Then she left home after dressing herself, and headed straight to the barber's. She decided to cut off the long hair she wore for Liam for five years. This also meant—to begin again!

She only walked a few steps away from home before she met Charlotte. "Rita, where are you going?" Charlotte looked at her, squeezing out a nice smile and said hello.

Looking at Charlotte's fake smile, Rita felt tired for her from the bottom of her heart. So she answered indifferently, "Just getting a haircut."

"Oh, aren't you the culprit of my daughter's death, Rita Brown?" After Charlotte came a middle-aged woman. She was screening Rita, and the hostility in her eyes spoke for itself, "How ironic! My daughter died a pathetic death. But a scum like you is enjoying a good life and became Mrs. Wilson!"

"Don't you have any compunction, Rita?" the women gritted her teeth with rage. She poked hard at Rita's heart with her finger.

Seeing the woman's resentment and anger to her, she pressed her lips and remained silent. This woman who looked as if she was going to kill Rita alive was exactly Joey's mother, Yolanda Evans.

Rita understood Yolanda's sorrow of losing her daughter, so she tried to explain to her in a gentler way, "Yolanda, there were some misunderstanding in the accident. I was also framed by someone."

"Oh, bad things will happen to you for your lies!" Yolanda yelled at Rita. Her face turned livid, and she tried to poke hard at Rita's shoulder again.

Seeing this, Rita sidled away from her. Yolanda's movement caused her to fall directly on the ground, having a skinned knee.

Rita walked forward to help, but Charlotte got the jump on her and crouched beside Yolanda. "Yolanda, you have always wanted to give Rita a lesson, so it is up to you now." Charlotte whispered to Yolanda, and deliberately glanced at Liam's villa in the back.

Yolanda was confused for a second, but soon she got it. Charlotte was giving her a tip to punish Rita by Liam.

She pushed Rita away and began to cry out loudly, "Oh, god! You already killed my daughter, now you're coming at me!"

Yolanda's cries drew other people's attention. Servants of the Wilson family stepped up and surrounded them. Not only so, Liam also heard it. He got up and came beside the French casement.