Sweet Divorce novel Chapter 110

After he left for a long while, Rita still stayed there alone.

Sitting on the sofa, she was distracted and terribly upset.

She could not believe the truth.

Was it a kidding made by God?

But this kidding was so bad that she could not comprehend it. She was hurt so many times.

The autumn wind after rain passed through the hall, which made her shiver.

“It’s late now, Rita. It’s time to go to bed.”

A warm carpet covered her shoulders by Mrs. Davis slowly.

“Ok.” Rita stopped looking at the distant darkness and went to the second floor.

“Dear Rita, please give it to Mr. Wilson.” Mrs. Davis placed a bowl of porridge in front of Rita, explaining, “He has not had any food tonight. I guess he must be hungry now.”

Looking at the hot porridge, she pondered.

In the past, she would find an excuse and refuse Mrs. Davis, but this time, she took it.

“Liam, Mrs. Davis cooked…” when Rita opened the door, the room was totally dark. In the moonlight, Liam was lying quietly on the floor.

Was he asleep?

She had better not disturb him.

She tried to act quietly and slip into the room.

“What did she cook?” Liam suddenly asked, which surprised Rita.

She looked at the floor instantly to discover that he was sitting up.

“She is afraid that you are hungry so let me give you a bowl of porridge.”

“Alright.”

Rita turned on the light, and handed it to him.

“Thanks.” Liam took it.

And their hands touched each other’s.

Suddenly she felt his high temperature.

Why was his hand so hot?

She looked at him to find that he was so pale.

And his eyes were full of weariness.

She guessed just now, but this time she was sure that Liam was having a fever.

Rita took out some pills from the drawer to the desk, “Remember to take the pills after the porridge.”

Liam paused, holding the bowl, and said, “Thank you.”

Then they became silent as usual.

Although they were in the same room, they were thinking differently.

After taking the pills, Liam lay back to the floor and Rita on the bed.

But tonight, both of them failed to sleep.

In the dark, Rita stared at the ceiling, thinking about Jacob’s words.

What Liam loved indeed was the girl who stood by him at that time.

Joey disguised herself as you.

Was it the truth? She still wondered.

She turned around and looked at Liam on the floor again.

She spoke, breaking the silence, “Liam.”

“What?” Liam opened his eyes as soon as she called him, and looking at her as well, “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” Rita was ready to talk with him about the truth but she changed her mind. “It’s too late. Let’s sleep.”

“Fine.”

Hearing his low voice, Rita turned her back to him again.

At that night, Rita still didn’t ask him.

She thought a lot. What if she knew the truth?

Everything was done. It’s too late change the results.