Sweet Divorce

Chapter 85 You Are An Asshole

In the bedroom on the second floor, Rita heard the door closed behind her after she entered.

Puzzled, she jerked her head back to look at Liam. “What are you doing?”

“You’re suspended from school for a while.”

Rita frowned at his answer. “Why?”

Liam paused and then asked back, “You tell me.”

Rita felt like she was being pressed by something intangible when she met his stare. Timidly, she bit her lip.

He’s mad.

But she thought the only reason that he got mad was because his grandpa might get angry when he knew about this.

“I’ll take care of the photo.” Abruptly, he said. “Stay at home for these days. You could come with me to the company if get bored.

“But I have classes to attend.”

“I’ll let Jacob find some tutor for you, pick whichever you like.”

Rita found his answer weird.

With the power he had, Liam could handle this all at once just within two days. There’s no need to hire a tutor.

Unless…

He never planned let her go back to school.

She jerked her head up abruptly when she thought of that possibility. “You are not letting me go back to W. University?”

“What do you want for lunch?

Liam changed the subject, but that proved Rita’s suspicion.

He’s restraining her freedom?

For an instant, anger blazed in her. “Liam Wilson. I don’t keep our divorce a secret and do all the cheesy acting before grandpa so that you can strip me of freedom!”

“I’ll handle this myself, I won’t bother you anymore.”

Gruffly, she said, and then strode outward.

Liam grabbed her when she passed him. His voice rang beside her ear.

“I’ll let you go back to school, but not right now.”

Then when?

Next year, or even longer?

How was this different from house arrest?

She sneered, shove him away and then kept moving. “No, I’m leaving right now. My friend are waiting for me.”

“Your friends or Oliver?

Rita was stunned at the question. and the next she knew, she was pinned to the wall.

Following was Liam’s kiss. Rita wanted to shout him away, but she could barely breathe, let alone talk.

His kiss and aggression reminded Rita of her tragedy in the previous life.

Fear overwhelmed her. Her body was stiff in terror, shaking uncontrollably.

“You are not allowed to be with him.”

Liam commanded.

Freaked out, Rita nodded numbly, and then shook her head.

The shaking was like a fire, burned Liam’s sanity all to the ground.

He pinned her to the bed, his possessiveness had replaced his sanity. She’s his, only his. And he would make her understand by action.

He ripped her clothes off and Rita was so scared that her face became pale.

She cried out while hitting him. “Don’t touch me!”

Suddenly, there was a knocking on the door. Someone seemed to have heard Rita’s cry and came to check out.

On the bed, Liam paused, then turned to look at the door angrily, eyes blood red.

“Fuck off!”

Standing outside the room, Jacob was still terrified by the groan.

Hurriedly, he withdrew his hand and fled away instantly.

He didn’t want to get killed.

God bless me.

The knocking threw Liam off. But good news for Rita was, his sanity was regained.

He moved her eyes back to the girl shaking in the bed. It was then when he realized how horrifying he was just then.

What’s happening to him?

His sanity vanished right away every time the thought of her being with somebody else popped up.

There’s only one voice he could hear: she’s mine.

And now the voice was still haunting him.

He’s so obsessed with her now. Nobody touched her.

He wouldn’t allow her to leave either.

Even if that meant she would hate him forever, he would still keep her by his side.

Dismissing all those emotions and feelings, Liam lied down beside Rita.

He held her gently, murmured. “I won’t continue, don’t be afraid.”

But that couldn’t appease Rita.

Still trembling, she huddled herself. Tracing through her hair, her tears fell on Liam’s arm and the warmth of it brought an uprush of guilt within him.

He tried to wipe her tears away but felt her body stiffened soon as he moved an inch.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

Self-blame engulfed him.

He shouldn’t have done that.

He withdrew his hand so that she wouldn’t be afraid.

“I’m sorry. There won’t be next time.”

His apology unleashed the grievance that had long hidden inside her. Weeping, she hit him violently.

“Liam Wilson, you’re an asshole.”

“Why are you doing this to me?”

“You are an asshole!”

Her hands hammered on his chest over and over again.

Liam gritted his teeth over the pain.

“Yes, I am an asshole.”

Ever since he knew Rita was the girl who protected him, he had wanted to start over and protect her.

But he forgot that maybe she needed some time to accept him.

He could not haste for a start-over.

He disentangled her, said with all the tenderness he had. “Don’t cry. I’ll let the chauffer take you back after lunch.”

He’s letting her go?

His sudden change confused Rita.

His decision was invincible once made. That’s the Liam she knew.

But so long as she could leave here, she’s happy.

She wiped her tears and crawled up in the bed. “Don’t bother; I can go back on my own.”

Her desire to leave stung Liam’s heart.

She really wanted to leave him so bad?

Sadly, he’s going to let her down again.

He got on his feet, tidying his shirt, said slowly. “You can go back. But you have to keep a distance with certain people. Remember, you are my wife.”

Her mouth twitched, “Only nominal.”

He didn’t care about her reply but smile slyly.

He didn’t say it was nominal.

“Within the one-year-limit we have agreed upon, I hope you can stay single, don’t be in relationship with anyone.”

He pulled the conversation back on track.

Rita found his request rather unreasonable.

But she’s still willing to take it.

She despaired of love already. She had decided to put all her mid into learning and her career.

Her eyes laid on Liam again. “Accepted. But…”

“But what?”

“What happened today will never happen again. Otherwise, our agreement is annulled.” She said with a dark face.

She could only describe Liam’s actions as unimaginably queer.

Maybe it was Oliver that set him on fire, she supposed.

For one thing, he and Oliver were as incompatible as fire and water. Other than that, he’s unreasonably possessive. Be it a person or a thing, once tagged as “his”, he wouldn’t let anyone touch it.

That’s probably the explanation for all he had done today.

“Ok.”

His consent jarred her back to the present.

She washed her face to freshen up and then left.

Liam went downstairs after she left.

In the living room, he gazed at Jacob.

He just kept gazing at him. No movement, no word.

Fuck… what’s happening.

Wondering, Jacob had sweat all over himself.

Frightened, he raised his eyes to look at Liam. “Liam, I was wrong, it’s all my bad. It won’t happen again. I swear.”

He chose to admit his mistake rather to wait for Liam to thunder out on him.

“Don’t be mad, calm down, have some tea.”

Liam took the cup and sipped, and then looked at Jacob again. “So, what are you going to do to redeem yourself?”

“I’ll do whatever makes you happy, Liam.”Jacob said in an unctuous tone.

“I do have a tricky task for you now.”

“I’m all ear.” Jacob replied gravely.

Liam raised his eyes. “I want all the information about Rita’s schedule and people she knows, every bit of it.”

“That’s it?” what kind of tricky task was this?

“That’s it.” Liam replied curtly and then bent down to take the divorce agreement from the drawer under the table, tore it into pieces and tossed in the trash bin. “From now on, she’s the top priority.”