Sweet Divorce novel Chapter 205

Every one of Liam’s words jabbed at Rita’s heart.

It hurt.

It hurt a lot.

She’d still been struggling, but she quieted down.

She looked at the man before her, eyes red, heart wavering.

But to waver was to poison herself and give someone a chance to hurt her family.

“Trust me, Rita. No matter what happens, I’ll protect you and your parents.”

As if seeing through her, Liam wiped away the tears at the corner of her eye and pleaded, “Don’t leave me again, please? Or I’ll really lose my mind.”

“Liam, I… mph.”

Rita spoke hoarsely, but her ruby lips stung once more.

He’d bit her again. “Hush!”

“?” Not understanding, Rita raised her head and glared at Liam doubtfully.

The man smiled, pulled her into his arms, and gently closed his eyes. “I’m tired. I want to sleep for a while.”

Ever since Rita had hit him with the breakup, Liam’s insomnia had flared up again.

With each blow she dealt his heart, he’d grown more anxious and ill-tempered, and he couldn’t sleep at night.

He’d gone several days without sleeping properly and was thoroughly exhausted.

At this moment, Rita realized the man beside her was running on fumes. There were deep bags under his eyes, and his complexion looked unhealthy and tired.

Consciously, she softened her voice. “If you’re tired, go home and sleep. You can’t rest well in the car.”

“I’ll be fine with you here.” With her here, he could sleep deep.

Rita giggled, thought of something, but a weight came on her shoulder.

He was asleep?

He’d fallen asleep just like that?!

Looking at the man’s peaceful bearing, shock, guilt and heartache ran through Rita’s chest.

He must have hurt these days.

Liam Wilson, you dummy.

Why won’t you just let me go?

If you could’ve just been a bit more ruthless, my plan can go on ahead.

And now…

She sighed to herself. At the end, she couldn’t match his determination.

Now that it’d gotten this far, she might as well let him have a good nap.

In the shotgun seat, Jacob glanced at Liam as he slept, then propped his hand up against his left cheek, looking pained.

“What’s wrong, Jacob?” Lee looked at him and asked, voice low.

Jacob gazed at the embracing pair through the rearview mirror and laughed bitterly. “Nothing, it’s just… I have a toothache.”

Lee looked at the mirror that Jacob had glanced at, saw the embracing couple, seemed to understand something, and shot a sympathizing look at Jacob.

“Had your heart broken is all. That’s nothing. It’s okay, son. I believe you’ll find someone to love and cherish you.”

Jacob gaped. “!!!” Were old people this progressive now?

Er, that wasn’t the point. The point was he really didn’t feel that way about Liam.

I’m a butch, Lee.

A butch through and through.

…

As Liam slept, Rita, still wrapped in his arms, took out her phone and browsed the economic news.

The moment she tapped in, news about the Brown Group were all over the place.

Most articles were bashing them.

There were even rival companies taking advantage of the situation and promoting their own, one hundred percent plant-based dyes, even inviting media to tour their factories.

In her past life, after this incident, the Brown Group eventually cleared their name, but it was too late by that point.