Sweet Divorce

The long, deep kiss had Rita short of breath, and her face flushed an unusual red.

She tried to push Liam off her, but the man held her even tighter, until she couldn’t move.

The embarrassment and awkwardness of the situation gave her a migraine.

Especially being kissed in full view of the public. The entire café was stirred up now.

“Mommy, they’re kissing over there.”

An infantile voice warbled from the side. A girl blinked her large doe eyes seriously. “Mommy, I want a kiss too.”

The girl’s mother cleared her throat and covered the girl’s eyes for shame.

Jacob turned around himself, looking out the glass window and snickered, “…in broad daylight, too.”

His voice was a low murmur, as if talking to himself.

But Rita heard every word, and her face lit aflame as she wished she’d turn transparent.

To stop the kiss, she bit down on his lower lip.

Accompanied by the scent of blood on her tongue, Liam’s movements stopped.

“Rita…”

Rita took the chance to push him off. Blushing, she left the scene.

She didn’t stop until she was sure Liam wasn’t following.

Still, the searing heat on her face didn’t fade away.

Leaning on the wall, she lifted her gaze towards the café, and indescribable feeling in her gut.

Taking a few deep breaths, Rita steadied her scattered heartstrings and continued forward.

At the same time, in the café.

Liam followed the girl’s hasty retreat with his eyes and didn’t chase after her. He turned towards Jacob. “Let’s go.”

“To the office or home?” Jacob asked hurriedly.

The man’s deep gaze fell on the girl’s receding back once again, and his ruby lips curved. “The Brown household.”

If the Mountain will not come to Mohammed, Mohammed must go to the Mountain.

If she didn’t want to go to the Wilson household, it was the same if he moved to the Brown household.

***

Also at the same time, inside the Brown Group subsidiary.

The projector was playing live footage of Raymond’s press conference.

“I have already delegated my lawyer to sue Nathan Murphy’s over his sexual assault of my wife. It is my hope that the law punishes the transgressor severely.”

Raymond’s voice played from the footage, and the high-ranking company staff started looking more sour than ever.

With Bella making her statement, the press conference dealt out another heavy blow.

On the internet, the witch hunt against Nathan swelled to new heights.

from howling for Nathan’s blood to

as to how to resolve this incident, so it looks like they’re going to cover for Nathan Murphy! They’ll protect anyone just to

Nathan Murphy, cancel the SF. Brown

Brown, I

hell, boycott all of this company’s clothes, the

them,

Powers from sales looked at Jason and said, “Mr. Snow, it’s getting out of hand. Are we really going

at the screen, his head

to do nothing, we’ll either get buried under criticism or

going to cost us all our jobs over one man?” Charlie

Jason’s expression turned ugly.

multiple sides, he was

everyone

going to

naturally understood what a bum

cons, Jason

to Bella Colt and make it clear that we won’t

hand, he

agree, Mr. Snow, just

sank, and

the pen over

Then he stopped again.

sign it,” Charlie sighed and urged

the office door

landing coldly on Jason. “You’re not going back on your word,

Jason’s face was unpleasant

came at just the right time. Didn’t you saw you were going to get us out of this? You talked a big game, then left right then and there. Now the situation’s getting worse and

tapped the screen, where Raymond’s press

resolve it in three days; it’s only been two, right? What’s

getting torn to shreds online, and we’re dealing with

display of boorish rudeness furrowed Jason’s brow. “Watch your

his lapse. He took out a cigarette, walked over to the balcony

and smiled. “Don’t hold

problem. I know Mr. Powers means the best for the company.” Rita

but he did mean well

bit of ambition

Jason was still all

smiled. “We’re eighty percent

“Is that so. Why not explain your progress and what your following plans are,

do that,” Rita

room flew into

Jason had no words.

Matthew had no words.

the color of beetroot. “So really, you’re just messing around with us when you

Powers, all I can tell you right now is – look at tomorrow’s tabloids.” Facing Charlie’s accusation,

Everyone jolted.

The tabloids?

Rita had turned

about Nathan until tomorrow, Mr. Snow. Or else… my hand might

that, Rita pressed play on her

days’

was instantly taken

into a rage.

he rushed up in an attempt to take