Sweet Divorce
Chapter 163 Affectionate Kiss

Then the door swung open and Liam came into sight, closely followed by Jacob. The scowl on Liam's face deepened. Immediately, there was quite a lot of nervous energy in the air.

But Michael's face did not change, though he felt the anger coiling inside him. He held a glass of red wine and put a smile on his face when he turned to Liam, "Welcome, Wilson! Get a drink?" Liam glanced at him but made no reply. He sat on a sofa, crossing his legs.

Michael sneered and continued, "If you want to come here next time, it's just really easy. I will open the door for you. There's no need to break down my door. After all, your car is worth than my door." "It's a warning, Michael. Rita means the world to me. So, if you hurt her again, my car will smash into you! It will be wise not to test me in any way," he said coldly.

That was fairly strong language, which made Michael's face darken. He took one sip of the wine and said, "I'm not sure I know what you mean."

"Bring him here!" Liam said to Jacob.

Very soon, Jacob dragged the driver in. The man had got beaten to a pulp. At this moment, he curled up on the floor, barely alive.

Michael glanced at him, frowning. "Who's this guy?"

"A truck driver! He intended to crash into Rita today, but luckily, he failed." Liam said and stood up. He surveyed the man on the ground, and then his gaze fell on Michael. "Make sure you could control your man, or I'll do it for you," he said and left.

Michael stared after him. When Liam was out of sight, the smile left Michael's face. Instead, he was livid with rage.

Ralph emerged from a nearby room. "Fuck! Who the hell does he think he is? I couldn't believe he would threaten you in your house!" he sneered.

"It was your idea, wasn't it? You wanted to hurt Rita! How dare you!" said Michael through clenched teeth.

Ralph could see the anger in Michael's black eyes. Suddenly, he felt a spasm of panic sweeping over him. "I was wrong, Mr. Burke! I didn't even know that Rita is the new vice-General Manager. If I had known the truth, I wouldn't hurt her! I know she means a great deal to you," said Ralph nervously.

When Michael glanced at Ralph, anger was boiling up inside him. His plan was completely ruined because of this fool. There was no doubt that Liam had known his identity. So, his revenge plan was much more difficult to carry out, but he was not going to give up.

"Fuck off! Get the fuck out of my room, with your driver!" Michael roared.

"OK! OK! I'll just go." Wiping away his cold sweat, Ralph left the villa.

Then Michael was alone with himself. He sat back upon the couch and was immersed in thought. After a long time, he stood up and turned. Just then, he saw Lillian, who was watching him closely. Lillian looked sad and her eyes were red. "If you love Rita so much, Michael, you shouldn't hurt the Brown family. Or you will risk Rita hating you forever," she said.

Michael looked at her coldly and sneered, "Don't pretend you care. There is certainly no chance of my being with her. Because of you, my dear wife!"

The words made Lillian heart ache. She did not say anything.

Michael took a step toward and seized her by the throat. "Start worrying about you own if you are free. The Burke family will go bankrupt," he said with cold fury in his voice. Lillian stood before him, stunned. "You set up my Burke family? Why?" she called out.

Michael gave her a cold, contemptuous smile. Then he opened his hand and said, "Didn't your father tell you? Your Burke family has something to do with my parents' death." Lillian's face became very white. She sank to the floor and looked up desperately at Michael.

"Lillian, you have always dreamed of marrying me. You have got what you wanted! But from this day forward, you can do nothing but to stand by and watch your Burke family threatened with bankruptcy," Michael said. There was no pity in his voice, for he had sworn to revenge on the whole pack of them.

Lillian felt she barely knew Michael anymore. She found herself living a life of quiet desperation. Everything had changed since that night. Her life had been upended badly.

After Liam left the villa, he walked into a supermarket and bought Rita some fruit and snacks.

Jacob, who was watching this scene, couldn't help laughing. "I am hungry too, Liam. I feel like eating pizza," he said deliberately.

"I hate pizza," Liam said, smiling.

A while later, they reached the ward. They opened the door and saw Rita sitting on the bed angrily.

Rita glanced up at Liam, who still had a bandage over his head. Her face grew darker. "Where did you go? Have you forgotten you are a patient?" Liam laughed. "You are worried about me?"

"Yes, you aren't well yet. If anything happens to you, I will..." Before she finished the sentence, Liam put an arm round her and kissed her.

"I'm so happy, Rita. You care about me," Liam said. Then he kissed her on the lips again and strained her closer. The kiss was so hot and so deep, that Rita was intoxicated with enthusiasm and excitement.

Jacob stood there with embarrassment. His lips curled in a wry smile. 'Liam, I know you are a good kisser. But there's no need to show off all the time,' he thought.

After kissing for a long time, Rita finally pushed Liam away. She felt herself going red in the face.

"Are you hungry? What do you want?" Rita asked softly.

"What I want most of all is you!" Liam said in Rita's ear, with reckless desire. "You smell great, Rita." Rita could hear his breath coming in searing gasps. Suddenly, she blushed as red as a rose. Jacob was getting a little hard to watch. He turned his head and his face twisted into an ugly smile.