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Divorce agreement!

That's what the fuss was all about?

His hand coiled into a fist, wrinkling the paper.

Then the door was open and Rita sat in the car.

Rudely, Liam grabbed at her shirt and dragged her to his face, gazing at her. "This is what you want me to talk about?"

He waved the paper in his hand, his eyes cold like a sharp knife.

Rita was a little terror-struck.

"Right." She answered, nodding.

"Say it again!" suddenly, Liam's face was extremely dark.

The atmosphere in the small space of the car froze. At that moment, Rita felt suffocated.

"Liam." Confronting him, Rita mustered the courage to open her mouth. "If you are worrying that grandpa might not be able to accept the new. Sign the agreement first and I promise that I won't tell him and pretend that we're still married in front of him."

Liam kept his dark face, no word.

Rita took his silence as consent. "No worries.

We need each other's help after all. I will honor our deal for my parents, if it's not for me."