Sweet Divorce novel Chapter 185

“Li…Liam.”

The cold expression of his told Rita that he must had mistaken.

Hurriedly, she thrust Oliver away and explained. “Liam, listen to me, it’s not what you saw, I did not do anything with him.”

“So there’s some problem with my eyes?” Liam threw back.

“Nah, I mean…”

“You lied, sweetie. You just kissed me, how can you deny it.”

Oliver uttered while Rita was racking her brain to think of a proper explanation, his tone accusing. “Sweetie, you’re a bad girl.”

Rita could feel jealousy seeping out from Liam.

Her back was stiff was she saw that dark face of her boyfriends, she whirled abruptly to rebuke Oliver. “Stop raving, you mad drunkie! I...hey! Don’t you fall asleep, you have to explain this!”

She reached her hands out to sway the Oliver, trying to keep him awake but failing. Oliver just fell asleep.

Rita froze.

Hello? Seriously?

You can’t do me like that!

How is she going to explain to Liam now? How is she going to end this farce?

Oh, god! Please! Take Oliver away from me.

Her head ached when she looked at him now.

“Explain it to me.”

Liam announced in a plain voice. “If I tell you that he’s dunk,” Rita smiled bitterly, “would you believe me?”

“I believe you”

His answer relieved Rita. “I knew my dear boyfriend isn’t some needy, possessive guy. You are a man of sane. He got so drunk and had no idea what he’s doing.”

Liam loved how Rita called him, but was it true that Oliver’s drunk?

He doubted that.

Oliver might’ve drank, but that didn’t mean that it was alcohol that made him kiss Rita.

He peered at Oliver in the sofa and raised his eyebrows. “I’ll take that he’s drunk.”

“Huh?” Rita was a little puzzled.

Liam withdrew his eyes and laid them at Rita’s lips.

And then jealously, he kissed Rita, trying to replace Oliver’s smell on her lips with his. “This is your punishment.”

She could only be his.

He kissed fiercely, Rita could not duck it.

Only a few seconds passed and her lips started to hurt. “It hurts.” She said grievously.

Her murmuring softened Liam. Unwillingly, he let go of Rita.

He looked down on Rita and demanded. “Don’t you kiss other man ever again!”

“I didn't kiss him. he got drunk and made a move a me.” Sulkily, she said, her mouth pouty.

“Oh.” Liam said curtly and didn't feel sorry at all. “Before I left, I told you no male creature was allowed to be in this apartment. Did you take it for a joke, Rita?”

“This doesn't count, he found here himself!” Rita protested.

“I only see the result.” Oliver was in this house now.

Rita was at a loss.

“What are you going to do with him?” Liam glanced at Oliver lying in the sofa and asked.

Helplessly, Rita fanned out her hands. “He’s my friend after all, I can’t just ditch him. let him sleep in the living room tonight, I’ll send him home tomorrow.”

Liam then thought of something, and his tone was softened. “Then?”

“Then?” what then?

Confused, Rita blinked.

Liam leaned forward and whispered to her ear. “What about me?”