Sweet Divorce novel Chapter 121

Morning, at the dining table.

“Rita, are you going to school today?” Old Mr. Wilson picked up a piece of vegetable and placed it on her plate as he asked with a smile.

When he saw her nod, old Mr. Wilson acknowledged it with an 'Oh', as he glanced meaningfully at Liam who next to him, “Make a detour and send Rita over.” 

Rita, who was holding onto her cutleries, had her hands froze for a moment when she heard it.

She quickly lowered her head to proceed with her meal as she continued to portray a look of a jealous girl, “I don't need him to give me a lift. I can drive my Polo Hatchback.”

“The car hasn't come back.” The man beside her took a piece of meat and placed it in her bowl.

Rita was startled, her eyes full of puzzlement, “Is it that troublesome to change out the engine oil?”

“It's not an issue with the engine's oil.”

“Then it's?”

“It wasn't pleasing to the eye. I had sold it.” Liam spat out a word calmly.

The man's explanation surprised old Mr. Wilson's who was next to him.

Ha, haha... Well, brat did a beautiful job!

Good job on the selling, good job on the selling.

A variety of strategies is needed to pursue your wife soon.

Old Mr. Wilson was very satisfied with Liam's performance.

Due to Rita's presence, he did not display his emotions too obviously. 

He just cleared his throat, and casually added, “The color of the car is really not pleasing to the eye, and it's good that you sold it.”

The color is not pleasing to the eye.

But her little Polo Hatchback was black.

Rita raised her eyes to look at the person who had a row of black cars in the garage and smiled bitterly. Then shouldn't those also be sold?

“Rita doesn't have a car to drive, Liam would have to take an extra effort to send and pick Rita for her classes.” She heard old Mr. Wilson's suggestion just as she was staring in the direction of the garage.

Liam let out an "um", and his narrow black eyes looked at her, “Rita, I'll wait for you in the car.”

“I...” Before she could decline, the man got up and gracefully walked out of the door.

She would never have agreed if there were only the both of them.

But as she glanced at the old Mr. Wilson beside her, Rita swallowed back her thoughts and responded with an "Oh" which was regarded as her agreement.

With her compromise, the smile at the corner of Old Mr. Wilson's mouth grew higher.

He was originally worried that Liam would not know how to express himself, nor chase after a girl. Now it seemed that he was worrying for nothing.

This kid had a lot of old ideas.

Although he was happy, Old Mr. Wilson also had a trace of guilt.

This guilt was towards Rita.

He didn't know that he selfishly used Rita's kindness and trapped her next to Liam. He didn't know if what he did was right.

In case...

Old Mr. Wilson did not dared think about that, he could only hope for the best.

He hoped that Rita would feel Liam's changes and reaccept him.

“Grandpa, the Chinese medicine that Mrs. Davis brewed for you, remember to have it on time.” Rita carefully reminded grandpa who was in a daze just before she left the house, “I'll be checking when I get back.”

“Ms. Rita, are you assigning homework for me?” The old man chuckled lightly.

“Therefore, Grandpa must complete it, and not sneakily throw it away like before.”

“Okay, okay, I know, hurry go. Liam is still waiting for you.” Old Mr. Wilson smiled and waved to her.

Once he saw Rita left, the smile on old Mr. Wilson's face became a little stiff, and he started to cough.

The cough became worse, and he even coughed up blood.

Looking at his current state, old Mr. Wilson looked melancholy, “I don't know if I would be able to see the two let go of their emotional baggage before I pass on.”