Sweet Divorce novel Chapter 39

In the courtyard, moonlight fell on the two people. While the temperature was lower, but Liam did not sense that.

He scanned the woman's brow, nose, and his sight finally landed on her mouth. Somewhere in the chest throbbed – pounding, pounding, pounding.

It was the first time his heart had beaten so fast that he could not ignore it.

He forced himself to pull his eyes back from the woman's face, then he could get rid of the strange feeling.

Ta, Ta...

Suddenly there were footsteps. Liam froze.

"Well ... the moon is really round tonight."

'The moon was round?'

The housekeeper looked up at the half- string moon overhead, trying to hide his smile. 'Well, the moon was really, really round!'

He pretended to hear nothing, put the blanket down, and left without returning his head.

After turning around, the housekeeper could never hold back, and finally smiled ambiguously.

It was only after the housekeeper left that Liam cast a glance at the blanket next to him, and then he realized how cold it was.

He glanced at Rita, and saw that she was still sleeping soundly. He raised his hand and rubbed his brow. "Rita? Since you’re tired, let's go back to sleep."

This time the tone was softer.

But the woman seemed too sleepy to react.

He gently lifted her up and returned to the room.

Liam put her down on the bed, pulled up the sheet, and laid beside the woman.

In the darkness, he looked at her with peace in his mind.

Gradually, sleepiness swept him so fiercely that Liam found it hard to hold back.

This woman was the best hypnotic in the world.

It worked so efficiently!

Although he did not understand why, and did not have time to think the reason, he had fallen asleep.

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On the next day, sunlight fell through the glass window and landed on Rita’s face.

Because of the glare, her eyelashes flickered slightly, and then she rolled over to sleep with her eyes closed.

The next second, a warm breath sprayed on her little face.

Rita promptly got nerved. Her eyes uneasily opened, and the man's handsome face reflected on her pupils.

By instinct, she kicked him with fear.

"Ah!"

Fortunately, Liam timely woke up, and grabbed her ankle, barely being kicked over.

"You... Why do you sleep next to me?" Looking at the man, Rita felt afraid and repulsive.

All of these emotions, of course, were noticed by the man.

He loosened her legs slightly and asked back, "I should ask you. Why you did take my bed instead of sleeping on the floor?"

'What?!'

Rita was speechless by the affirmative tone of the man, her mind blank.

She had taken his bed?

She set his mouth in a grim line, trying to figure out what was going on inside.

She remembered that they had a class in the garden, and then ... and then it was like she was asleep, so how could she had taken his bed?

"Didn't you put me in bed?" Rita frowned, trying to reason with him.

"I put you on the floor, and you went to my bed in dreams. Don’t you remember?" The man cast a glance at the woman and said affirmatively.

Hearing his definite words, Rita even mistook herself to have done such a thing.

She set his mouth in a grim line. "Really?"

"Yeah." The man nodded.

Rita flushed, "Didn’t I ... gone too far?"