Sweet Divorce novel Chapter 9

Across the road.

"Liam, he said he was coming soon. Let's wait a little longer." Jacob shook his phone at Liam beside him and found that the man has been staring at something.

He looked sideways, and saw Rita being reprehended by the old lady.

Jacob smacked his lips, "This woman, she deserves it. Liam, are you satisfied now?"

The man’s face was deadpan. There’s no way to see exactly what his emotions were.

The man was indifferent every day, with little answers to unnecessary questions.

So Jacob was not surprised.

He leaned his head against his seat, and watched their conflict as a pastime.

In the backyard of the Browns house

"Don't touch my daughter!"

Watching Rita to be surrounded by the servants, Mason Brown shouted in haste.

Then he and his wife Zoey rushed over, protecting Rita behind their backs, not allowing anyone to come near.

Looking at the parents in front of her, Rita felt so warm inside that her eyes were flowing with tears.

Of course, her parents would love her and protect her no matter what happened.

Zoey clutched Rita’s cold hand, asking in a hoarse voice, “Rita, are you OK?"

"Mom, it's nice to have you." Rita shook her head, tears can’t help falling down, but her smile was so brilliant.

"Rita, you haven't been back in A Long time. Your mother missed you so much. Go back to her room and talk to her for a while." Mason gently wiped away tears, adding, "Dad will handle grandma."

Zoey sniffed, and took Rita back to the room.

Rita stood in place. She understood that grandma would not let her through so easily.

If she insisted on entering the door, it was her parents who must suffer.

"You’ve grown fangs and dare to disobey me!" Mrs. Brown glanced at the couple with a cold face, grabbed her cane and slammed it to the ground, "I'm not dead yet! I'm in charge of the house! What, nobody listens to what I say?"

Sure enough, she knew this would come.

Rita sneered quietly, without the slightest surprise.

Dad was a good man, but he’s just too filial to grandma.

It's hard to let Dad leave this cold family now, so she couldn't break up with them for the sake of her parents.

"Dad, don't upset Grandma because me. I will come back and see you at times available." Rita patted her parents' hands and she handed the gift box to her grandmother, "Grandma, this is my gift for you. I wish you healthy and live long."

A gift to her?

Will wonders never cease?

"Mrs. Brown glanced at the shabby gift box, but she didn’t hold it, "You getting out of the house should be the best birthday gift."

"Grandma, it's Rita’s thought that counts. Let's just take it." Charlotte, after hiding behind to watch the chaos, came over at this time.

She took the old lady's arm and made a lovely appearance and then wearing a puppy face as if she was begging mercy for Rita, "At least Rita is Liam's wife, the Mrs. Wilson, you have to take the Wilson family into consideration, right? Just let her eat a meal and leave."

Charlotte’s mentioning the Wilson made the old lady even angrier.

The world admired Rita for marrying a Wilson and think of it as an incomparable glory, but only the Brown family knew that Liam hated the Browns because of Rita.

Although he did invest in the Group, he never showed kindness.

Especially last time, when her friend wanted to turn to Liam for help, he didn’t even look at them. Such humiliation!

Mrs. Brown glanced at Rita, smacked her lips in disdain, "Oh, what Mrs. Wilson, talking like she could be one if she didn’t go to sleep with Liam Wilson. Now I’m just banishing her out of the door. Liam wouldn’t ask about her even if I beat her bad."

Rita didn’t care about Mrs. Brown's sarcasm

Instead, Mason beside her couldn’t bear it, "Mom, if our child made a mistake, we must also give her a chance to correct. How can we sentence her death directly?"

"I don’t need you to teach me.” Mrs. Brown glared at Mason, who still wanted to fight for some mercy, "Leave your spare time for yourself, the Brown family is not a place for good-for-nothings. How are you going on the project of West Blue Bay?"

"Well ..." Mason lowered his head.

On the side Charlotte was gloating, and then hurried to fuel Mrs. Brown’s anger, "Grandma, that land is said to have been predetermined to be sold to others."

"What?” Mrs. Brown was shocked, she was so angry that she almost got a heart attack.

Charlotte feigned to be worry, soothing grandma's chest, and said, "Grandma, it's not uncle’s fault. After all, there are lots of people watching that land. But rest assured, I have found a stronger help, and there’s hope to get the land back."

"Well. Good, lucky to have my granddaughter, Charlotte." Mrs. Brown gave a sigh, and squinted at Rita, "Unlike someone, not only does she never bring benefits to the family, but also disgrace us!"

"Grandma, Rita actually loves this family." Charlotte again showed off her good-man character, but deep inside she was gloating with satisfaction.

Rita, watching Charlotte pleasing Mrs. Brown by using Rita’s father and Rita herself, exclaimed that a person can be cheeky to this extent.

She held her discouraged Dad and stood side by side with him.

She pursed her lips and followed what Charlotte said, "It is Charlotte who understands me the most. Actually, I also love this family, and wanted to pay my filial piety to grandma. I know grandma has been upset about the Blue Bay project a few days ago, so I took it down for you in advance."

Everyone is dumbfounded after hearing this.