Sweet Divorce novel Chapter 159

Rita was quite shocked over Liam coming to live in the Brown household.

But after her shock, she was also quite moved.

She wasn’t stupid; she understood why Liam had moved over to the Brown house.

He probably wasn’t about to give up.

In other words – if the Mountain wouldn’t go to Mohammed, Mohammed must come to the Mountain…

Rita had known Liam for years. In her knowledge, that man was always the same, cold way towards anyone.

She never thought that he’d change for her one day.

Even going so far as to forget his identity and status and move to the Brown household.

The still lake of her heart started rippling under a warm breeze.

“Don’t just stand there, Rita. Wash your hands and come eat dinner.”

Maybe she’d stared off into space for too long, but Zoe started urging her. “Oh, and bring me that rib soup.”

“The soup’s too hot, Mom. I’ll do it.”

Liam said, getting up and heading to the kitchen.

Looking at how attentive he was being, Zoe’s bearing was one of a mother-in-law’s thorough appreciation. She beamed. “Look at how much he cares about you, Rita. Don’t look a gift horse in the mouth; find a way to get back together with him.”

The corner of Rita’s mouth twitched.

She didn’t know what weird potion Liam had given her mother in the one afternoon she was away from home, but Zoe was just full of praise for him right now.

Ignoring her dazzled mother, she followed him into the kitchen.

Standing in front of the sink, she glanced fleetingly at the man at her side.

Breaking the silence, she mumbled, “You shouldn’t waste time on me. Move back tomorrow.”

Hearing that, Liam was silent for a while. Soon, he took up the soup. “Do you know how to do interior work?”

“…can you not change the subject, we…”

“After we’re done with the renovations for the interior of the mansion, I’ll move out when you’re done with the blueprint.”

Before she could finish, Liam interrupted lightly, then passed her a set of blueprints and measurements.

Rita looked at the blueprint, confused.

Interior renovations?

She’d studied renovation out of interest a while back, but she was no professional.

Why wasn’t he seeking professional help and instead turning to her?

Whatever the reason, she wasn’t interested.

Naturally, her refusal was straight and to the point.

“I’m not going to do it!”

“So do you want me to live here long-term, Rita?”

Liam leant towards her suddenly, shrinking the distance between them. Rita felt a strange, blazing heat from the man’s obsidian eyes.

Blushing slightly, she avoided his gaze. “no.”

When did she say that she wanted to keep him here?

Not once.

“Then you…?”

Rita lowered her voice. “That wasn’t a negotiation. I’m demanding you move out.”

“Would your mother agree to your demand?”

The answer was obvious. Zoe wouldn’t agree.

But Rita wasn’t surprised at such an outcome.

She pushed Liam off and walked out. “Then live here all you want.” She was moving to the dorm.

But Liam had already anticipated her thought of moving to the dorm.

He grinned, “With the blueprint not done yet, I don’t mind living with you at the school dorm, either. I sent a set of my necessities over to the dorm in the afternoon, just in case.”

Rita froze, her face sinking.

She knew him. Anything Liam Wilson set his mind to, no one could influence.

He was a man of his word.

If she moved to the dorm of her own volition, he would definitely follow.

And tomorrow, she’d be the talk of the school gossipmongers.

So she definitely couldn’t go live at school.

Considering that, Rita glanced coldly at the blueprints in his hand. “You’ll leave when I’m done renovating?”

“Yes.”

“Fine, I’ll do it.” She didn’t want to, but she had to compromise.

With that, she reached out for the blueprints.

The moment she pinched one corner of the blueprint, Liam pulled backwards in a sudden motion, bringing her to him as well.

Then his lips descended.

His cherry red lips were getting closer, closer!

Almost about to touch her own.

In that split second, Rita’s heart hammered, and she lost her balance.

Her chest pounded.