As the two were in the heat of the moment, the phone rang out again. And the caller was none other than her father Noah. Rita stared at the screen for several seconds, then finally picked up the phone, saying with a sweet "hello", "Early for you to be calling, Dad, what is it?" As she spoke, she leant her soft body back against the man's embrace, letting him support her entire being. Liam hugged the woman in his arms to him lightly, willingly acting as her pillow. "It's your mother's birthday, Rita. If you're free, why don't you come over for a meal to celebrate?" Hearing her father's cautious question over the line, Rita's heart sank. A bad feeling started roiling in her gut. Ever since shed been old enough to know things, her mother had been at odds with Amelia. Add to that the fact that her father was too much of a good son to disobey her grandmother, her mother Zoe hadn't really celebrated her birthday every year. So what was it with this year? Rita's brow knotted, and
"Watch out!" Accompanied with an urgent cry, Rita's body was sent clear. The chandelier fell square on Liam's body. Glass shards splashed everywhere, some clattering to Rita's feet red with blood. She steadied herself and looked up at Liam, who'd pushed her away. The man lay on the ground, pale, a flower of blood blossoming on his injured arm, red against his white shirt. Dazed, her heart leapt into her throat. "L... Liam?!" Liam lay on the cold ground, gazing weakly at Rita. His bloodless lips curved triumphantly. "G... good, you're not injured." He was this hurt, but still worrying about her! Dummy. Liam Wilson, you giant dummy. Rita's eyes reddened. "Don't speak or move around, you dummy. I'm calling the police now. I'm calling the police right now." The more she panicked, the more her hand shook. Before she could dial the full number, the man had fainted from his wounds. "Liam? Liam!" Seeing the lack of reply, Rita grew even more panicked. She looked up pleadingl
When Michael got Rita's text, his pupils expanded, full of joy. Shed agreed. She'd agreed to marry him. It was the result of a threat, yes, but Michael was happy as could be. He typed up and deleted his message over and over until he simply sent out: "Made up your mind?" Soon, he received her reply. "Yes. But I need half a month to settle everything I've got going with Liam and the Brown family. I'll come register for marriage with you in half a month." Half a month? Was Rita stalling? That was a legitimate worry, but Michael agreed to it anyway. Standing in front of his panel window, he swirled the wine in his hand, looking at the dark red liquid swishing about under his control, and smirked. "It's just fifteen days. What can a little girl do in that time?" Even if she had some kind of plan in this fortnight, hed deal with it as they came. This time, he was going to have her. Not just the girl he liked, but everything the Browns, the Burkes and the Wilsons owed him, he
Hearing that, Liam's pupils shrank on the bed. "Say that again, Rita!" The man's face was sunken, each syllable dripping with anger. In an instant, a massive pressure emanated throughout the room. Even though she'd been prepared, faced with his intimidating glare, Rita's spine ran cold with sweat. She forced herself to remain calm and spoke. "I said, I've had my fill of fun. I'm done. Let's break up, Liam!" Liam's deathly stare centred on Rita as she repeated what she'd said, his hands crumpling his covers. She'd been laughing yesterday over how he ought to propose before getting remarried, but just one night later, they were breaking up. The usually collected man flew into a rage. "The reason!" Faced with his demand, Rita wasn't surprised. As he'd slept through the night, she'd thought over everything he'd go through already, and of course, she had an excuse ready. She shrugged nonchalantly. "I loved you so much in the beginning, but because of a misunderstanding, you des
After Jacob left, Liam rested against the bed. But after he closed his eyes, all that echoed in his ears was just those words of Rita. "I've never loved you!" "I'm just getting back at you!" "Liam, Let's end here." Even if he didn't believe a word of this, it's still like a needle stabbing him, extremely painful. He thought he had good emotional control, but today his calm that he was proud of was like nothing because of that girl. There was no indifferent person in this world, if there was, it's just because he never met a person he really loved. The more indifferent and rational he was, once he fell in love, he would not able to get over it, ever. Liam laughed bitterly, covering his heart, and slightly closed his eyes, "Rita, no matter what the truth is, I will never let you go this time, never!" Even if, she was telling the truth. And he wouldn't let her go. He wanted to keep her with him even if he needed to tie her down. Liam had never found that once it came to Ri
"Rita, you're back." When Rita and Oliver were full of doubts, Lillian Burke walked out of the second bedroom with her suitcase. When she saw Rita, she jumped right up and hugged Rita, "It's good that I can see you again before I go." "Go? Where are you going?" Rita looked at Lillian, who was already red-eyed, in a daze, with unspeakable dismay in her eyes. Lillian let go of Rita and glanced to Atherden at her side, "I'm going to marry him." Get married?! This sudden news gave Rita another shock. Lillian was in love with Michael not long ago, and now she wanted to get married to another man?! This was s sudden and too fast, so fast that Rita felt that Lillian simply was fooling around. Marriage was not a joke, she can't watch Lillian jump into the pit of hell again and again. Rita raised her eyes and gave Atherden a polite smile, then turned her head to Lillian and dragged Lillian into the room, "Excuse us for a second, I have something to talk about with Lillian, you two
Michael was hit, the corner of his mouth seeped out a trace of blood. The next second, an external force fiercely snatched Lillian from his palm, he subconsciously wanted to clench, while holding only the residual warmth of the girl at his fingertips. Inexplicable loss and anger rushed to his heart, he coldly looked up at the man across from him. "Is it hurt?" At this time Atherden only cared about Lillian's red wrist, the bottom of the dark eyes tumbled with heartache. When the four eyes met, Lillian froze. Although it's the first time they met, his care and tenderness she felt were real. He was such a nice guy. Atherden's gentleness was like a ray of winter sunshine shining into her cold world, making her feel warm. But it lasted for just a second because she knew that the reason why Atherden was so nice to her as she and his ex-wife were very similar. The care and love she felt at this moment belonged to that woman, right? That woman was so happy to have a man who loved
"Where were you?" Liam opened his mouth again, and his voice was filled with tiredness and hoarseness that one could not ignore. Rita frowned slightly, "Have you been drinking?" "Answer me, where have you been all day?" Liam held Rita's shoulders more tightly, and the force was so strong that it almost crushed her bones, "With who, huh?" So the last question was the most important one. The person he sent to follow her said that she stayed with Oliver for a whole day. She broke up with him but turned to stay with Oliver for a whole day. A whole day, a whole day! Thinking about this, jealousy and envy fermented madly in his heart. But Rita thought he was just drunk and crazy and didn't care at all. She raised her hand and tried to push him away, but couldn't push him even a little. Standing still, she ruthlessly said, "It has nothing to do with you." It had nothing to do with him? His face was gloomy all at once, and the words popped out of his teeth, "Rita Brown!" The