Sweet Divorce

I Love Him

Rita pulled herself free and took a step backward to keep distance from him.

Michael jolted when she broke loose from his embrace.

He looked at Rita in a bewilderment.

“Rita…”

“No way.”

“What?”

He was still puzzled, so Rita interpreted with indifference again, “There’s nothing between us.

He looked a trifle anxious when he heard her words. “You still don’t believe that I haven’t hurt the Browns, right? What can I do to make you believe me, Rita?”

His voice was tender as usual, but it sounded a bit hoarse at this moment.

Rita was stunned when she heard his deep and husky voice.

Though Michael had been saying how much he loved her, she never bought it because she could not feel his love at all. But now she realized how important she was to him when she saw him so nervous.

Nevertheless…

She was not the one for him.

“Michael, even if you haven’t done anything to the Browns, I will never be with you. And there’s no way I will marry you because… I don’t love you.”

She did not love him?

Those words pricked his heart like a needle, and he felt a sting in his heart. “Do you love him?”

Michael did not point it out, but both of them knew who “him” was.

Rita nodded her head without hesitation. “Yeah.” She loved him; she loved Liam.

With his hands clenching at his side, Michael felt the unspeakable pain in his heart.

While Michael felt the bitterness, someone else was really pleased.

Liam felt like he was basking in the winter sun when she said that firmly, which got most of his jealousy and anger drained away.

In the sunlight, his tightening lips curved into a smile.

But Michael’s words put Liam in a bad mood very soon.

“You still love him even though you know he killed your biological mother?”

The house was deathly still at his words.

On the second floor, Liam narrowed his eyes coldly.

Rita was jolted for a second, which made Liam’s smile turn into the scowl. And there was something sepulchral about his face.

Suddenly, the coldness from Liam spread over the living room.

Others could easily sense the frightening surge of the coldness by instinct.

Rita was so familiar with this situation where she had been countless times in her back life.

Liam was angered.

No.

To be exact, he was enraged.

She turned quickly to look back when she sensed the danger.

But Liam had come to her when she wasn’t aware, then she bumped into his chest directly while turning around.

He held out his hand to encircle her waist and took her into his arms, his dark eyes on Ted. “Threw him out.”

“Liam Wilson, you’re going too far!”

Michael said with resentment before Ted had any response.

He fixed Liam with a sullen stare. There was anger and killing intent hiding in his eyes, but he could not display it because of the great disparity in strength.

“Am I?” Liam did not care at all.

Frowning, Michael ignored him.

All he cared now was Rita. “Rita, think it through. He killed your natural…” mother.

Michael was trying to make Rita and Liam grow apart by mentioning her mother, but he was kicked away by Liam before he got his word out.

“I’m fine if you play fair with me for her love. But I don’t want to see you play your dirty tricks again and again.

Last time, you threatened her to leave me with the safety of the Browns and me, and I haven’t got even with you for that yet. Now you are trying to drive a wedge between us by bringing up the feud between me and the Brooks…

Michael Davies, you’re bringing trouble on yourself.”

Besides, he had been challenging Liam’s bottom line.

A kick was letting him off easy.

Liam paused for a moment and fixed his cold gaze on Michael, saying mildly, “You’re asking for it, so don’t blame me.”

Michael fell to the floor after kicked.

A surge of humiliation and anger ran through his breast.

Abashed and angered, he got to his feet, trying to fight with Liam. Then he jolted when he heard Liam’s words, wondering why Liam would know he had threatened Rita.

Rita had told him?

No…

If she had told him and Liam had known he had made the chandelier fall down, Liam would have got someone to kill him.

Or, Liam had suspected him and sent someone to investigate that?

Michael could not figure out where he had made a mistake to let Liam begin to suspect him.

Thinking over and over again, he thought it should be that the chandelier fell when he dined with Noah Brown.

But it did not matter where he went wrong now, Liam had known anyway.

Then he should come straight to the point.

He held out to wipe the blood on the corner of his mouth and got up with a sickly smile. “Well, I’m bringing trouble on myself? I really want to see what kind of trouble it is.”

Others in the house all gasped when he retorted boldly.

Speechless, Ted covered his forehead with his hand. Challenging Liam Wilson, Michael was really daring, but in the same time, he was getting himself into trouble.

To Amelia, Michael was acting recklessly.

And Rita’s brows knotted at Michael’s words.

She had tried to have it out with him, but she did not expect that things would go this way.

Now, it was the rivalry between Michael and Liam.

She lifted her head to peep at Liam, whose expression darkened as he wanted to eat someone alive.

Desperate, Rita closed her eyes – it seemed that their fight was inevitable.

When her mind wandered, Liam spoke indifferently next to her. “You had me injured by that chandelier, and I had to be hospitalized for a week. I’m asking for – not too much—your both hands.”

Without his hands, he would never touch someone he should not approach.

Ted jolted at Liam’s words. That was not too much? A man only had two hands.

Michael gave another cold smile. “Well, don’t just say it. Here are my hands, come get them.”

With Michael’s provocation, Liam squinted his eyes indifferently.

Then he stepped toward Michael.

Rita’s heart thumped seeing that.

Liam was really good at fighting. Even without a weapon, he could easily break Michael’s arms.

Although Michael had done something wrong, he should not end up with disability.

Besides, Liam had been in a difficult situation.

If Ryan had come back, he might attack Liam with that.

Thinking of that, Rita quickly interposed herself between Michael and Liam. “No, Liam.”

Michael was surprised. “Rita…”

“You want to protect him?”

Staring at the girl, he looked furious.

Rita’s heart jolted.

When she met his eyes, she felt he seemed to misunderstand something.

Well…

‘In fact, I’m trying to protect you.

Don’t get it wrong and feel jealous randomly.’ This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Rita swallowed hard when she saw he was about to lose it, thinking how to appease him.