Sweet Divorce

Chapter 155 Divorce Is Just A Start

“Liam, what did you buy?” smiling, Jacob walked up to Liam and asked.

Liam looked aloof. “What? I have to report to you now?”

Frightened, Jacob shook his head hurriedly.

He poked at the roses lying conspicuously in the back seat, asked. “Liam, you didn't just go to buy these flowers, did you?”

“You got a problem?” Liam said, nonchalance in his voice.

Jacob raised a brow. “Didn’t you say I am tacky? Then why did you still buy flowers?”

Liam paused and turned on his heels, those onyx-like eyes of his fixing on Jacob. “Have you found out who took Nora, where is she now, and who is behind all this?”

“No.” Embarrassed, Jacob said scratching his head.

“Well.” Liam announced curtly, his face turned cold instantly. “Then why are you still here?”

Oh, shit…

Who is he, where is him?

Cam he take back what he has just said.

Jacob zipped his mouth and left to get on his task, not daring to utter another sound.

Liam drove to Rita’s.

Right now in the Brown family.

“Noah, you still have to go to the company today?” Zoe caught his husband heading outside with a coat in his hands as she tried to serve him some porridge.

“A lot of things are happening to the company recently. “ Noah sighed helplessly.

“Dad, that SF thing has not been fixed yet?” Rita barged in. “How incompetent the administration in the SF to not having made a decision yet?”

“They said they’ll fix this in three days, Jason gave his words this morning. But I still have to be in the head office in case that there would be any contingency.”

Seemed like Jason had kept his word and gave Rita her three days.

Then she had to hurry up now.

Whether she could succeed in entering the Brown Group hinged upon this.

Smiling, Rita saw her father off. Before she returned to her room, a black Maybach cruised into her sight.

Soon, Liam got out the car and walked towards her.

But Rita just pretended that she didn't see him and whirled back into her house.

“Rita.”

She had just taken one step forward when Liam grabbed her waist and wrapped her in his arms.

Scowling, Rita announced. “Liam, we are divorced.”

“I know.” Liam nodded, showing no sign of letting go of her.

“Then why are you still hugging me?”

And he was hugging so tightly that she found it difficult to breathe.

Liam’s grip loosened slightly, and then he shifted and embraced Rita in another position. “Law doesn’t say that divorce restrain me from hugging you.”

Rita’s face was complex when she heard Liam say so.

The main point was not hugging but that they had divorced.

What kind of divorced couple would be so intimate?

She lowered her eyes, restlessness flowing in her eyes. “You should cut it clean since you promised to divorce me and let me go, shouldn’t you?”

“I didn't.”

Liam said evenly.

He didn’t? Rita rubbed her forehead miserably.

What were their divorce certificates then?

“I promised to divorce you, but not to cut it clean with you.”

So, he’s playing on words with her?

“Divorce is just a start, so that I can put in everything I have to chase you and love you.” Liam looked down on Rita, resolution and affection in his tone.

For an instant, Rita lost her breath.

One second.

Two seconds.

She raised her eyes to study Liam after a few seconds.

The expression on that perfect of his was as calm as still water as it had always been. But there was sincerity in his eyes.

Rita had to fore herself to withdraw her eyes. She stared at her shoes, murmuring.

“You don’t have to.”

“I will not let you go once I decide that you are the one, I’m taking you home…”

Rita chewed her lips. Wriggling out of Liam’s embrace, she trotted back t his room.

Liam couldn’t help to smile to see Rita act like this.

He turned around to reach for the rose in the car, and then trailed after Rita.

He acted like he was a cunning fox hunting a rabbit leisurely. He’s chilling because he thought he had it in hands already.

“Did you see a ghost, Rita? Why do you run so fast?” confused, Zoe asked as she caught Rita running upstairs. Then she turned to look outside the yard.

When she saw Liam walking in, she was astonished at first, then she smiled brightly.

And when she saw the rose in his hands, she was delirious.

Finally, she saw hope of Liam and Rita’s reunion.

“Come on in, Liam.” Smiling, Zoe welcomed Liam. “Had your breakfast yet?”

“No.”

“Then come and join us.”

Rita went downstairs with her bag while Zoe and Liam were chatting.

Zoe tucked a bowl into her hands before she could get to say that she was going to school. “Rita, fill some porridge in the bowl for Liam.”

“Come on, don't just stand there.”

Rita could only compromise.

Putting the bowl before Liam, Rita grabbed her bag again and tried to leave.

Liam peered at her bag and jealousy filled him when he remembered what Oliver said to Rita last night. “You are going to the school?”

“Right.”

Rita nodded, and then Liam demanded. “You can’t.”

“Why?” Rita frowned.

“I’m going to let you see other man, especially not someone who covets you!” Liam announced, his grip on the chopsticks tightening.

He would not allow anyone to covet his woman, less would he give someone a chance to get close to her.

It was silence in the room for a few seconds after that.

Looking at Liam, Zoe smiled vicariously.

Abruptly, Liam dragged Rita back in seat. “You are not going today.” Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

“No!” Rita refused without hesitation. “A professor is giving a lecture today, if I miss it, I’m going to spend so much time to catch up.”

Liam’s face darkened when he heard Rita say no.

At that moment, he thought of calling the Roberts and had them lock Oliver again.

However, when he heard the later half of her sentence, the ice in his eyes melted quickly.

She just doesn’t want to get lagged behind.

He raised his eyes at her. “Don’t worry about that, I can teach you too.”

“I’ll let someone help you ask the school for leave too, don’t worry.” Liam smiled, tucking the flower in Rita’s hands. “You belong to me today.”

No, not just today.

Forever.

“I don’t belong to anyone.” Holding the roses, Rita murmured, her face burning.

Liam stroked her hair fondly, affection in his eyes. “Then I belong to you.”

Beside them, Zoe was smiling delightedly. Finally, Liam made some progress in pleasing girls.