Sweet Divorce novel Chapter 50

Next day.

The air was fresh with the smell of soil after the rain.

Rita took a sniff of the fresh air as she opened her eyes and purged herself of the depression she had the day before.

Suddenly, she felt a hand tightened at her waist.

It freaked her.

When she turned to see the man lying beside her, she was so shocked that her body foroze for a moment.

Liam Wilson!!

Fear flared and filled her.

How come they were sleeping together?

She tried to remember what happened but failed.

She had a blackout.

The experience she had in her previous life made staying with Liam in such a close distance terrified Rita.

At that moment, she dared not even move a muscle but just look at him.

He’s sleeping soundly, his chest rose and fall as he breathed smoothly. There’s no longer coldness on his face.

Sunlight shed down through the window and stroked his face. He seemed to feel the warmth and lifted the corners of his mouth.

The smile added a hint of peace into him.

He didn’t seem to be so scary when he’s asleep.

As she thought so, Liam’s eyelash flipped slightly, and that tensed her.

She moved her body carefully to escape from his arms.

But the arms cradling around her waist tightened again.

Now she’s even closer to him than before.

His warm breath spilled over her left cheek, and lust began to spread in the atmosphere.

But the scenes of how Liam had sex with her in her previous filled her mind.

Uneasy, her face became pale as she tried to shove Liam off her. “Get off me, get off!”

But she could barely move him an inch because of the weight. In a hurry, she kicked him away.

Bang!

Liam hit the bed.

The pain wrinkled his brows into a coil.

Damn! Who the fuck did it to him?

Liam glanced over the room to find out who the attacker was.

Of course, he could only see the terrified Rita standing on her feet. All of a sudden, the fume died mostly.

“Rita!”

Rita could still feel his anger though Liam had tried to suppress it.

But she’s less terrified without physical contact with him.

Breath in, breath out.

After two deep breaths, she looked at Liam evenly and headed to the bathroom as if nothing had ever happened. “What is the matter, Mr. Liam?”

Her tone was distant.

Liam squinted, his eye covered in thick ice.

He sat up and tidied his clothes, and then got on his feet and went to bathroom.

Rita exited the bathroom when Liam reached there.

“Rita, you…”

Rita didn’t stop to hear him out but went downstairs.

Had him been too nice to her? How dare her be so insolent to him?

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In the dining room.