Sweet Divorce

Chapter 48 You Can’t Wake A Person Who Pretends To Be Asleep

A man wearing a pair of glasses walked when Liam’s mind drifted.

“Sorry, I’m late.” He said with a smile, “I was caught up in a traffic jam.”

“You finally came!” Jacob started to complain to the man about Liam’s “atrocity” like a pupil who just got bullied.

Edison took a glance over Liam after Jacob told him the whole story. His eyebrows wrinkled. “Liam, you’re becoming somebody else. You aren’t the Liam I used to know anymore.”

Liam was no longer a man who acted resolutely.

Instead, he now appeared to be rather pusillanimous.

Liam said nothing but took another shot.

“Liam… is this admission?” gazing at Liam, Jacob’s eyes were wide in shock.

Still, Liam said nothing but kept drinking.

Damn!

He admitted!

“Holy shit… Liam’s in love with Rita.” He loved her, loved, not liked.

They’re totally two different notions.

Liam’s cold eyes met Jacob when he was still in shock of Liam’s change. “What are you saying?”

Damn, I said it out? Jacob thought.

He couldn’t take it back now anyway.

There’s nothing he could do to retrieve the situation. In for a penny, in for a pound. He decided. “I said, you are in love with Rita.”

“Are you trying to get yourself killed?” Liam’s eyes were instantly filled with ice.

Jacob straightened his back in terror, nervous.

Damn!

The way Liam looked at him was like a butcher was watching at a sheep. He’s horrified.

“I’ll give you a chance. Think before speak.” Liam’s voice rang again.

Jacob had cold feet and hid behind Edison.

He took Edison as a protection and became bold.

“You wouldn’t have taught Sophia a lesson if you are not in love with Rita.”

“No matter what,” Liam said, his face dark. “Rita is officially my wife, the whole city knows it. It would be a slap in my face if I let anyone hurt her under my eyes. So you tell me, did I have to stand out.”

It made sense at first hearing.

But after a few moments, Jacob found Liam’s explanation incredulous. “Liam, that’s lame explanation.”

He paused and straightened up. “No, it’s more than just lame, it’s extremely lame.”

Liam tightened his grip on his glass so violently as if he was going to smash it. “Come here and talk to my face if you got balls.”

Looking at the glass, Jacob had a chill.

He believed that he would be smashed into piece before the glass if he said another word.

There’s no way he would talk to Liam face to face.

He clutched Edison’s coat tightly. “I’m not going1”

“What did you said?”

With only a few words, Liam scared Jacob. Jacob hurriedly hid his head behind Edisonto keep it away from exposure to Liam’s vision. “Edison, protect me. Liam’s so mean, I’m so afraid.”

Liam reached his hand to grab Jacob out but was stopped by Edison.

“Liam.” Edison said smiling. “He’s right.”

“What?” surprised by Edison’s reaction, Liam squinted, “You also think that I’m in love with that woman?”

Edison didn’t say anything, but his smile implied admission.

Liam wrinkled his brows, was he in love with Rita?

After thinking a while, he said. “I’m not.”

“Not what?” Edisonasked.

“I’m not in love with her.” Liam said, his tone still cold. He then drank all his wine. Hiding behind Edison, Jacob said disapprovingly. “Then, what’s with your inconsistent mood lately? Don’t tell me that these small changes of yours have nothing to do with Rita.”

His words gave Liam a pause. All of a sudden, emotions stirred in his eyes.

It‘d be lying if he said he didn’t change or pay more attention to Rita.

But his face became stiff and cold when he thought of Joey.

“Jacob, for the last time I tell you, I’ m not in love with her, and I can’t be love with her. you know why.”

Can’t be in love with her?

Why?

Edison frowned and understand the reason why Liam said so right away.

Because of Joey.

Joey’s death was the biggest impediment between Liam and Rita.

Because of Joey’s death, Liam kept hypnotizing himself that he wouldn’t fall in love with the murderer who killed his girlfriend, so much that he ignored his true feelings towards Rita.

Edison understand the conflict that Liam was struggling with.

He asked Liam. “Liam, what if…Joey didn’t die because of Rita? Would you be in love with her?”

“That is just a meaningless hypothesis.” Liam swallowed down the last glass of wine and put the glass down on the marble table violently.

He got to his feet and headed to the exit. Jacob tried to chase him but his arm was grabbed by someone.

“Give him some time alone. You can’t wake a person who pretends to be asleep.”

Jacob paused, and then approved. “You’re right, we should give him some time alone. How about us take a few shots?”

“No, I have something else to doing, I better get going. Will you pay the bill?” Edison tidied his coat and smiled to Jacob.

What? Jacob acted like he heard the most shocking news.

Not again!

Holding his chest, he sagged into the couch. “why is it always me who get hurt?”

Right now Liam was in his car leaving the bar. His brain was occupied withEdison’s words.

They really nagged at him.

Suddenly, his phone rang.

He read the number and picked up.

“Mr. Liam, we tracked down a transfer of six hundred thousand to Isabella’s mother when you and Miss Rita got caught three years ago.”

What a coincidence, someone remitted to Isabella the next day. Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

It’s pretty clear now. Somebody hired Isabella to steal Rita’s phone and sent the text with it.

“Did you find out who’s the remitter?”

“We did.”

“Who?”Liam asked harshly.