Sweet Divorce novel Chapter 169

"Mr. Murphy, get in the car."

Liam ignored the dumbfounded expressions of these two, he evoked a smile that he thought was very friendly while inviting Nathan again.

Looking at each other, Nathan was frightened by that man's cold smile.

Uh……

Are you sure this is inviting him to dinner instead of inviting him to his own funeral?

Why does he feel like he won’t be coming back alive?

This kind of creepy invitation made him dare not to go.

Nathan, who has a strong desire to survive, turned his head to look at Rita, pretending to be sorry, "Oh look at my memoir, I forgot that I made a plan with my friend to watch a film today. I really want to go to your house for dinner, but unfortunately this timeframe doesn’t suit us."

Without waiting for Rita to say anything, Nathan had already left immediately, "Happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

Looking at Nathan, who was running faster than a leopard, Rita turned around and threw a complaint at the man beside the car, "Look, you scared him away."

"So? Do you really want me to bring a love rival home for dinner?" Liam asked, twisting his eyebrows.

Love rival?

That name, Rita didn't know whether to laugh or cry about it, "Are you thinking too...".

Before she even finished her words, Liam got into the car straight after a bend.

Glancing at the man's swarthy face, Rita was shocked.

He did really misunderstand, did he?

After regaining her senses, she hurriedly followed, and sat in the back of the car next to the man.

"Drive." Seeing her sitting down, the man coldly squeezed out a word and stared down at the phone screen without saying a word.

Rita pursed her lips, breaking the embarrassment, "Are you angry?"

"No."

"Then you have a straight face?" This face seems to be lifeless?

"Oh really?" The man raised his head disapprovingly, and then continued to stare at the email on the phone screen, but he didn't read a word of the department's report for the quarter.

Seeing the green-eyed monster's upper body, Liam, she smiled and leaned her head on the man's shoulder and explained patiently, "Me and him are really just friends chatting normally, don't think too much about it."

Liam glanced at the little head on his shoulders. The black mist under his eyes had disappeared, but the jealousy was still there, "You don't have to make friends with whoever touch your head."

Touching head?

Okay……

So this is the source of this man's jealousy came from.

After realizing it, Rita realized that the signature dishes in Liam mentioned just now meant something. She almost chuckled, "So you just wanted to stew Nathan’s hand because you were jealous. Huh?"

Liam's blinked a few times but kept his silent for a moment.

In Rita's view, the man's not speaking was a tacit consent.

Sure enough, she was right.

He was jealous.

Just because other men touched her head, he seemed to have fallen into a sea of jealousy.

For some reason, Liam, who always jealous, is like a weird flow flowing through his heart, warm and moving around.

She leaned forward, and her jelly-like pale pink lips fell on the tight corners of the man's mouth,

"Is that better?"

"Not enough." The lady kissed like a bird, but Liam didn't buy it.

He reached out and put his hand behind the lady's head, and his thin lips kissed back fiercely, "Only in this way is real sincere."

"You...alright…" Rita opened her mouth to refute, but didn't want to give the man a chance to slide his tongue inside, but instantly he did.

The long kiss made them breathless, and she raised her hand to try to push him away.

But soon he was holding her back and continued to kiss back with incomparable dominance, "I am in a better mood now, but Rita, you have to satisfy me harder, and you can't give up just yet."

Rita, "..."

Liam didn't stop until that kiss made Rita's body weakened, blushed and leaned in his arms.

On August 15th, in the past, the whole family was always gathered together.