Sweet Divorce
Chapter 202 Should I Feed You
“Ahh!”
Rose fell heavily to the floor, skinning her elbow.
Pain raced up her arm and she sucked in a breath, a sinister rage lighting up in her breast.
But as intense at it was, she didn’t dare speak out.
After all, the man who’d kicked were was the famous Liam Wilson.
She didn’t even dare offend the name.
Much less the man.
“Rose!” Seeing her fall, Mason couldn’t help but glare at Liam. “Don’t you think you’re going too far, Wilson?!”
Seeing Mason be so protective of her, Rose jolted.
She hadn’t thought that such a useless man would dare offend authority to keep her safe. She felt a sway of emotion.
“I’m going too far?!”
Liam narrowed his eyes, cold gaze sweeping Rose on the ground and then falling on Mason.
As if, in the next second, he was going to skin them alive. “Aren’t you the ones who’re going too far?”
It was these people who bullied his Rita first.
A kick was letting them of easy.
“Whichever way things go, we’re Rita’s aunt and uncle.” Mason helped Rose up, clenching his teeth. “What we do with Rita is family business. What makes you think you can butt in, Mr. Wilson? If I’m remembering things correctly, you’re divorced with her already. The most you could call yourself is an ex-husband!”
Mason’s words dropped like a nuke.
The already hostile living room grew deathly silent, and everyone gasped.
As calculating as always, Amelia noticed how Liam’s eyes were narrowing and realized it wasn’t good.
She knew full well what the results were when offending a man like this.
enough for the Brown
anything, Amelia slapped Mason across the face. “You’re getting too big for your britches! Whether or not
brought a better light
she breathed a sigh of
refused to let her guard
tiger was difficult
there and kneel. You can come back on after you realize where
Mason and Rose could only go with it. They mumbled assent and knelt in
your aunt and uncle personally, Liam. They say things sometimes.” Amelia looked at the man and smiled it off. “Have you had breakfast yet? If
“Sure.”
to bring up another set of utensils. “Right, Liam, watch over Rita and make sure she finishes the
the girl in his arms. “You’ve got a
Rita shook her
someone’s tummy hurt so badly she was crying in Mommy’s arms all night until here eyes are all swollen
poking holes in her story
pulled her next to the table and pushed a bowlful of porridge in front of her. “Do you want
his mild words,
like two choices, but thinking about it realistically, that left her
like he was
to feed you, then?” Seeing her stand still, Liam took up his
spoon and said exasperatedly, “I’ll
“Good girl.”
rubbed her head full of sleek hair, his tightly wound mouth arcing up into
and returned silently
her porridge, glancing at the man across her as
all the wounds she’d dealt him, he wouldn’t come back for
And yet-
He seemed completely fine?!
not harsh
hurt?” She was meandering with her head low when Liam’s demand came next
blinked and stared at him, confused.
swollen eyes, frowning. “Your
grip
spoke
evidently didn’t believe her. “From today on, no cold drinks or spicy food, and eat three meals a day