Sweet Divorce novel Chapter 232

"Rita?"

Watching the girl's back, Emma frowned.

When did this woman come?

How much of her conversation with Liam just now did this woman hear?

Or ......

Her confession, her rejection ......Rita heard it all?

Thinking about this, Emma suddenly blushed hard.

Rita took a deep breath, and then turned her head graciously with her pink lips slightly hooked: "Miss Ellis, tea is too boring in the evening, why don't we drink?"

Emma: "......"

Jacob raised his eyes to the gray sky: "......" said what?

The crowd froze.

Liam, on the other hand, sat gracefully in a rattan chair, steady as a mountain and unhurried.

He looked down and took another sip of tea and raised his eyes to the girl across from him.

A large, well-boned hand patted the spot at the side of his body, "Come here."

Rita nodded, "Hmm."

The backyard path is paved with cobblestones, and Rita, who is wearing high heels, has some trouble walking.

In addition, she went to the night market with Nathan Murphy before and rubbed a blister on her heel, which will hurt a little more when she walks.

By the time she sat down on Liam's side, the blisters on her feet were breaking painfully.

She ignored the stinging pain and sat on the rattan chair, when Shen Chuan, who was beside her, came over with a sideways glance.

Somehow, the man suddenly frowned heavily.

Rita looked confused.

What is the situation?

It seems that someone is not happy?

See the man's eyes fell in the direction of her hand, Rita subconsciously squeezed the bottle in her hand tight.

Is it possible that you don't like her to touch the drinks?

She licked her lips and said, "Ahem ...... this wine I'll see about not drinking."

After she explained, however, the man narrowed his eyes.

Then her leg was grabbed by the man Rita: "What are you doing?"

"Don't move around."

Liam rested her feet on his legs.

Eyes downcast, gaze at the blood blister on her heel, frowning.

"Does it hurt?"

See Jacob's mouth twitch at the sound of his voice: "......"

Emma, on the side, her hand snapped tight: "......"

Rita: "......" So, he's hurting her heart.

Scared to death ...... she thought she had committed some big crime!!!

"It's okay, it'll be fine tomorrow."

Although Rita said she was fine, Liam had someone bring alcohol to treat her wound himself.

Obviously used to the blood and rain, but the man on the medicine is still like a great enemy, the force of the hand is light again and again light.

Seeing this scene, a side of Jonathan's jaw fell directly to the ground.

Fuck......

He is blind, right?

Why did he feel Liam's blood-soaked hands, which had just been administering the medication, had a handful of feelings?

Shit......

Liam nervous?

No way, Liam has never seen anything before, why is he so nervous?

And what is the reason for being so careful?

After a few seconds of pause, he looked at Rita seemed to have an epiphany, his eyes widened in shock.

Is it possible that Liam is afraid of hurting Rita?

Realizing the truth, Jonathan was a little confused, and then ...... heart was poked and prodded.

"Don't wear high heels in the future."

Liam took care of Rita's blistered feet, and then bent down to change her into comfortable slippers.

Rita grinned and giggled, "Okay, got it."

"Fuck ...... has no eyes to see."

Jonathan closed his eyes, "Is this still the decisive Liam? How just ...... how just ......"

What about being scared?

Jonathan this kind of mind, as the past Jacob can very much understand.

He raised his hand and patted Jonathan, "It's okay, it's okay, habit becomes nature!

"I was just devastated by the various behaviors of my master, and look at me, you will slowly fade away."

Jonathan's mouth twitched and he almost didn't pass out, "......"

Habit?

Calm?

Calm what, he can't calm down.

The Mrs. Wilson in his mind is the all-powerful Emma.

Not Rita the useless one, no!!!

This side Jonathan painful, over there Emma also look at the heart boring.

There was even a tearing sensation.

She smiled bitterly, reached out and picked up the beer in Jacob's hand, and then raised her white neck to smother most of the bottle in one gulp.