Sweet Divorce novel Chapter 218

Rita pulled herself free and took a step backward to keep distance from him.

Michael jolted when she broke loose from his embrace.

He looked at Rita in a bewilderment.

“Rita…”

“No way.”

“What?”

He was still puzzled, so Rita interpreted with indifference again, “There’s nothing between us.

He looked a trifle anxious when he heard her words. “You still don’t believe that I haven’t hurt the Browns, right? What can I do to make you believe me, Rita?”

His voice was tender as usual, but it sounded a bit hoarse at this moment.

Rita was stunned when she heard his deep and husky voice.

Though Michael had been saying how much he loved her, she never bought it because she could not feel his love at all. But now she realized how important she was to him when she saw him so nervous.

Nevertheless…

She was not the one for him.

“Michael, even if you haven’t done anything to the Browns, I will never be with you. And there’s no way I will marry you because… I don’t love you.”

She did not love him?

Those words pricked his heart like a needle, and he felt a sting in his heart. “Do you love him?”

Michael did not point it out, but both of them knew who “him” was.

Rita nodded her head without hesitation. “Yeah.” She loved him; she loved Liam.

With his hands clenching at his side, Michael felt the unspeakable pain in his heart.

While Michael felt the bitterness, someone else was really pleased.

Liam felt like he was basking in the winter sun when she said that firmly, which got most of his jealousy and anger drained away.

In the sunlight, his tightening lips curved into a smile.

But Michael’s words put Liam in a bad mood very soon.

“You still love him even though you know he killed your biological mother?”

The house was deathly still at his words.

On the second floor, Liam narrowed his eyes coldly.

Rita was jolted for a second, which made Liam’s smile turn into the scowl. And there was something sepulchral about his face.

Suddenly, the coldness from Liam spread over the living room.

Others could easily sense the frightening surge of the coldness by instinct.

Rita was so familiar with this situation where she had been countless times in her back life.

Liam was angered.

No.

To be exact, he was enraged.

She turned quickly to look back when she sensed the danger.

But Liam had come to her when she wasn’t aware, then she bumped into his chest directly while turning around.

He held out his hand to encircle her waist and took her into his arms, his dark eyes on Ted. “Threw him out.”

“Liam Wilson, you’re going too far!”

Michael said with resentment before Ted had any response.

He fixed Liam with a sullen stare. There was anger and killing intent hiding in his eyes, but he could not display it because of the great disparity in strength.

“Am I?” Liam did not care at all.

Frowning, Michael ignored him.

All he cared now was Rita. “Rita, think it through. He killed your natural…” mother.

Michael was trying to make Rita and Liam grow apart by mentioning her mother, but he was kicked away by Liam before he got his word out.

“I’m fine if you play fair with me for her love. But I don’t want to see you play your dirty tricks again and again.

Last time, you threatened her to leave me with the safety of the Browns and me, and I haven’t got even with you for that yet. Now you are trying to drive a wedge between us by bringing up the feud between me and the Brooks…