"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
Getting remarried? The man's tone sounded calm, but Rita knew that he wouldn't allow her to refuse him. After a few moments of silence, she then opened her mouth, " '... No." Once the sound fell, there was a sudden dead silence in the room. Almost at the same time, Liam's face sank, the coldness under his eyes tumbled like a lion who's hungry for ten days, as if instantly she would be devoured completely, no bones left. Feeling the man's powerful sense of oppression, Rita was panicked. To stay calm, she was busy looking down and away from the man's eyes, "Liam, There is no way I would remarry you, just forget it, I..." Before she could finish her sentence, her wrist, which was clutched by Liam, hurt violently, and she could not help but cried out. Looking at her little face that was wrinkled with pain, Liam's hand abruptly loosened. But soon he cupped her chin again, forcing her to look at himself again, and said coldly, "It's not up to you." It had to be done. He would n
Rita's hands clenched harder secretly because of Liam's words, but her face seemed undisturbed, "If I really know something, do you think I would let them bring my father away?" Rita loved Noah so much, of course she wouldn't... In the meantime, there was an imperceptible disappointment flied past Liam's eyes like he actually hoped that the reason why Rita broke up with him was because she got aware of something. But that was not the case. Liam frowned, "Why did you break up with me then?" Rita didn't expect that Liam would ask her this question again and again. "I've told you this. I don't want to answer the same question." Liam knitted his eyebrows, "So... have you ever loved me?" Yes. I love you. But Rita just said the "love" word inside and she shook her head in reality. "No." Her words were adding fuel to the flame. Liam instantly became furious amid dead silence in the car. Sensing that something was wrong, the driver glanced at the back seat subconsciously. When he
Rita came to a restaurant with Liam, Michael and Noah. "I really have to thank Michael this time, otherwise, I would still be in the prison if it weren't for him." Noah smiled at Michael. But Noah didn't notice that Michael and Liam were actually rivals in love and they had been guarding against and warning each other through eye expression along the way. "Don't mention it, uncle Noah. I would never stand by when it comes to Rita." Michael smiled and pulled the chair next to him gently and landed his eyes on Rita, "Rita." "Rita." Just so it happened that Liam also patted on the chair next to him and also wanted Rita to sit there. Glancing at Liam and Michael, Rita was really awkward and didn't know what to do really. "Dad, you go ahead and start ordering now. I need to use the restroom." Rita smiled lightly and flied out of the private room. She really needed silence now. Once Rita was out of the room, Michael and Liam looked at each other. Though they were both smiling o
"Well, Mr. Wilson, did you forget that Rita had broken up with you?" Michael met Liam's indifferent eyes and just reminded him. "Since Rita didn't want to see you, you should really just leave her alone." Liams eyes got dangerous because of Michael's words. But he didn't say anything and just stared at Michael. Though Liam was just looking at him, he still seemed fierce and domineering. Michael got nervous and straightened his back, "Strong twisting of the melon is not sweet." Liam actually identified with his words. He glanced at the broken chandelier pieces and seemed to be smiling, "What about Mr. Burke?" "What?" Michael was confused by Liam's sudden question. Liam raised his eyebrows, "Do you like your melon sweet?" Michael didn't know what he was talking about and just nodded. "Of course." Who wouldn't love sweet melons? "Well then. You know, I'm really a petty person, I don't really care if my melon is sweet, but I wouldn't allow other people to covet it. Otherwise.
After Zoe passed out, Rita and Noah both immediately showed up and the whole house just quieted down. Then Rose bit her lips and acted to be worried, "Zoe! Are you okay? I... I really didn't think that this would be such a big shock for you." Zoe even forced a tear or two and looked like she was really regretting. Rita immediately figured out her fake crying and phoniness. But Amelia really fell for her hypocrisy. "Stop regretting. Hurry up! Let's take her to the hospital." "Right!" Having been in the Browns for half of her life, Rose naturally knew when it was time to admit being defeated. So she hurriedly came to Zoe and held her up. "Don't touch my mother." Seeing that Rose reached out her hand, Rita rejected coldly. Rose was actually pretending to hold her, but she still took the opportunity and just turned to Amelia, "Mom, did you see this? How rude is Rita! How can she yell at her auntie? What would come after?" Though Rose was the one who made the whole scene, her