Sweet Divorce novel Chapter 135

Rita eventually made a concession and continued to have her meal because Liam insisted.

She finished her lunch and then got out of the bed, “Let’s go.”

“Wait.”

Liam stopped her again.

Rita lifted her eyes impatiently, “What now?” He still had requests?

Liam raised his hand and wiped her lips gently with a tissue.

Then he stared at her face and gave a fond smile, “OK.”

“Thanks.”

Rita went blank for a while before he spoke in his mesmerizing voice.

She stopped looking at him. Then she went past him quickly and left the room. When she walked out the door, her heart began to thump.

She felt her heart melted when he wiped her lips.

She would still be influenced by Liam no matter how hard she tried to move on.

Maybe that was because she had been too obsessive with him in the past.

But it could prove nothing else.

That was it.

Thinking of that, Rita no longer frowned.

But she was still afraid that her mood would fluctuate because of Liam, so she sat next to the car door as close as possible, trying to be away from him.

“Rita!”

When she was to close the door, someone grabbed her door and then called her in a cold voice.

She lifted her eyes with puzzle and saw a man in a scowl.

“Uncle Mason?”

“Do not call me uncle again. I don’t deserve!” Mason had a look at Liam and then glared at Rita, “Get off. We need to talk in private.”

Rita frowned as she felt Mason was enraged.

Although he did not say anything, she knew why he came to her.

Mason always forced a smile in front of others. He came here with a scowl probably because she slapped Charlotte the other day.

But she did not feel sorry at all, because she did not think she was wrong.

Rita did not get off the car. She released her hold on the door and then lolled back in her seat. “Uncle Mason, if you come here because you feel disgruntled for Charlotte, then I’ve got nothing to say.”

Seeing that she was firm with him, Mason held the file in his hand more tightly, which wrinkled the paper.

“Uncle Mason, is there anything else? I want to go home now.”

Saying this, Rita was to close the door.

But Mason threw the paper at her with a frown, “Sign this before you leave.”

The paper cut her soft skin. Then her face began to sting and bleed slightly.

Rita lowered her eyes and flicked a glance at the paper which were scattered. “What’s…”

“The equity division.” Mason sniffed and interrupted her.

The equity division?

She bent down slowly to pick up the paper. Then she went through the document and knew that Mason delegated a lawyer to work on the agreement on assignment of equity interests.

It was fair. He did not take less of more shares.

Holding the document, Rita raised her head, “Uncle Mason, are you sure you want to divide the equity? Can you wait until Amelia comes around?”

“She trusts you. You can sign on behalf of her, then we are done. I’ll never bother you, and you can’t bother me either.”