Sweet Divorce novel Chapter 90

“Kiss scene?”

Murmuring, Liam echoed, his eyesight cast on Rita again.

“Right.”

Rita lowered her head to finish her meal after replying Liam and took no notice of the coldness creeping up in his eyes.

Kiss?

Vexed, Liam clenched his hand at the thought of Rita kissing other man.

No, that can’t happen.

If anyone dared to kiss Rita, then he will kill him.

“Cancel the…”

“The kiss scene could help squash the gossip more smoothly.”

Rita interrupted Liam as he tried to tell her to cancel the shooting.

Her explanation soothed away the coldness inside him in an instant.

It’s just to squash the scandal. Liam was relieved.

The explanation was like a spring breeze, melting the ice in his heart which now turns into a creek. And he no longer scowled. “OK, you decide.”

Then he picked up a piece of lamb with chopsticks and put it in her bowl.

Staring at the mutton, Rita paused for a second.

She still remembered how much Liam used to hate her because of Joey’s death.

Even though he was forced to marry her later, he barely came back home in the first year of their marriage, let alone having dinner with her.

She used to try whatever she could to pleas him whenever Liam came home.

Now it seemed Liam was doing what she used to do.

His attitude towards her changed dramatically ever since he knew she was the one who stayed by his bed and took good care of him. He have changed a lot rather than that cold-hearted man she used to know.

He feels guilty now that he knows the truth. Rita thought. That’s why he’s been doing all this, he’s trying to make it up to me.

She wouldn’t ask him to make it up, but she wouldn’t refuse if he did.

If this could make him feel less guilt, then be it. Maybe in this way things would actually end between them.

After chewing carefully, she swallowed down the mutton as she mused and Liam smiled at the sight of that.

Rita went back to the room for a shower after the dinner.

Having rinsed fatigue and the smell of hotpot off her, she put on her pajamas and placed her quilt and mat on the floor.

Then she heard footsteps coming from behind and found the door was pushed open.

Why does he come to the bedroom so early, he doesn’t have business to deal tonight?

Surprised though she was, Rita said nothing but just kept preparing for her sleep.

His being in the room or not made little difference to her. They didn't talk so much anyway.

“From now on, you can sleep on the bed.”

Suddenly, Liam blurted. Rita raised her head abruptly and looked at Liam in astonishment.

Then she lowered her head back, calmly, she said. “No, we had a deal. You sleep on the bed and I crash on the floor.”

“It’s raining tonight…” apprehensively, Liam looked at her left leg.

He didn’t finish, but Rita understood what he was going to say.

He’s probably worrying that humidity would irritate the pain of her leg. That’s really thoughtful of him, Rita had to admit.

But the way he cared for her made her uncomfortable.

She took his care as a manifestation of his guilt at the beginning. But now she’s not sure about that.

She feared that she would lose herself again if this continued.

She feared that his sporadic care would ruin everything she had built.

She refused his offer after deliberation. “It’s doesn’t hurt anymore. The pills you gave me worked very well. I think I’ll sleep on the floor.”

“It doesn’t hurt?” Liam frowned in disbelief.

He looked at her sharply. Rita averted her eyes and nodded, “it doesn’t…”

But she couldn’t finish because Liam grabbed at her chin the next second.

He lifted her head, said aggressively, “I give you two options. You go up there yourself, or I’ll hug you up there.

Options? It was rather suppression then option.

She did not flinch and thrust him away. “I said I don’t want the bed, I’ll sleep here on the floor, you…Ah!!”

Abruptly, Liam held her up and she shrieked in panic.

“Hold tight if you don’t want to fall.” Liam demanded.

Rita’s brain was all blank at the moment. Subconsciously, she wrapped her hands tightly around Liam’s neck.

Liam lowered her eyes to peer at the girl in her arms, his eyes glittering shrewdly.

“Liam!” Rita came back to herself as they got closer to the bed. She hit Liam angrily. “Let go of me!”

But Liam acted like he didn’t hear her at all ad laid her down on the bed.

Rita tried to get off the bed soon as Liam put her down. But the next second, she felt strength at her waist and she was pulled close to Liam.

She felt warmth around her ear. “Nobody changes my decision, you know that.”

His voice was low but powerful. And suddenly, Rita’s face became pale.