Sweet Divorce
Chapter 193 Let Go the Past and Restart

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 her so much.

As for her, she did not dare to think more about this man's tenderness.

She knew she was just a stand-in for him, so she wouldn't be foolish enough to take it seriously.

She had self-awareness, so she looked down, pulled her hand back from the man's hand, and squeezed out a smile, pretending to be strong and say, "I'm fine." Lillian's sense of detachment from him caused a flash of loss to well up in the bottom of his gentle eyes.

But the sentiment was soon hidden under the man's warm and elegant smile.

After making sure that Lillian was okay, he looked up at Michael on the opposite side of the room with a cold look on his face, just in time to meet Michael's eyes. "Atherden Wright?" Michael was stunned and clearly surprised.

At this moment, all that echoed in his ears were Atherden's words just now, "Let go of my wife."

His wife?!

Michael's black eyes narrowed fiercely, his eyes swept a glance at Lillian and fell back on Atherden, "You call her your... wife?! You, what..." What the hell was going on?

In contrast to Michael's consternation, Atherden's face was bland, his large hands held Lillian in his arms, elegantly hooked the corners of his mouth, "Mr. Burke, it's been a long time. Let me introduce to you, my fiancée, Lillian Burke."

Looking at the other men's hands landing on Lillian's shoulders, Michael felt extraordinarily harsh and can't wait to break those hands apart inch by inch.

And he quickly took himself by surprise with this thought.

What was he doing here?

Jealous?

No, it can't be!

How could he be jealous because of that woman?

He just thought that this kind of scheming woman was not worthy of having a man of such distinguished status as Atherden.

Yes, he just felt sorry for Atherden.

Thinking of this, Michael seemed to openly accept the sentiment, and even believed it. He looked sideways at Lillian, who always bowed her head, snorted, "Fiancée? Mr. Wright, Have you ever gotten to know the character and past of this fiancée of yours? How about I tell you about the things she has done?"

After hearing these words, Lillian was shocked.

She originally thought that as long as she did not provoke Michael, Michael would just let her go and leave.

But to her surprise, she was naive.

It was obvious that he wanted to ruin her!

She can accept that Michael wanted to ruin her! After all, she was the one who wronged him and sent the woman he liked to the arms of his rival, but... but he deliberately mentioned the old story in front of Atherden, which would have completely ruined the Burke family.

No!

She wouldn't allow him to do that.

She looked up sharply, her pink lips opened slightly, wanting to tell Michael to shut up, but Atherden opened his mouth one step ahead of her, "Since Mr. Burke said it was the past, so how important is the past?"

He didn't care about her past.

After waiting for ten years, he was not here to comment on her past, he wanted to be involved in her future.

Michael didn't know how to refute.

Atherden glanced at the girl at his side, the corners of his mouth hooked up, "All I know is that in the future she will be my wife."

As Atherden's gentle voice fell, Lillian's eyes grew wider and wider.

At that moment, she felt her heart that had been deadly silent for a long time beat faster.

Bang!

He was like a stone, caused ripples in the lake of her dead heart, and could not calm down for a long time.

He originally wanted to deliberately use those things to stimulate Atherden, to embarrass Lillian, but he did not expect Atherden to say anything like that.

Michael was furious and humiliated, but he can't do anything, "Well... I can only hope that Mr. Wright will not regret it."

"I'd be lucky to marry her." He looked at Lillian, his eyes with affectionate, "I can't be happier, so how would I regret it?" Michael almost spat out a mouthful of blood, "..."

Lillian felt warm in her heart, "..."

And as a spectator, Rita looked at Atherden, who gave such domineering protection to Lillian, and her starry eyes narrowed up. Sure enough, she had a good judge of character.

Atherden was a reliable person.

In this case, she would be completely relieved after Lillian returned to C country.

"Let's go."

Just then, Atherden embraced Lillian and walked outside the restaurant.

The main character walked away, so Rita and Oliver both also picked up their coats and followed them.

When she brushed past Micheal, she clearly felt his temples popping, he was so angry it was as if he was going to stomp his feet.

Rita smiled coldly, and her footsteps couldn't help but speed up.

When she was about to cross Michael, her arm was fiercely stopped in place by a force.

"You have 14 days left."

Michael turned his head sideways and faintly reminded.

Rita's eyebrows furrowed and a dark mist clouded her eyes.

She broke away from the man's restraints and left without looking back, "No need to remind me all the time, I've learned your despicable, shameless and dirty means, naturally will not go back on my word." For the safety of Liam and her mom and dad, she would not go back on her word.

Being sneered at by Rita, Michael's heart was indescribably sour.

He looked down at the hand that had just held Rita, and his dark eyes had a rare hint of tenderness, "Then, I'll wait for you."

Oliver, who was walking in front, turned his head to look at Rota and happened to see the two who seemed to be talking about something.

Although far away, he did not hear a word clearly but looking at Rita's gloomy face, he understood that it was certainly not a good thing.

"What did he say to make you like this?" Oliver raised his eyebrows and his eyes fell on Rita.

Rita hooked her lips and smiled, "I'm fine."

"Really?" Oliver frowned. He clearly did not believe it.

Rita nodded, "At most, I just scolded him a couple of times."

"No wonder." Rita and Lillian had a very good relationship, so Oliver didn't suspect when she explained like this.

They had planned to have a meal together, but it fell apart because of Michael's appearance.

Rita personally watched Lillian and Atherden boarded the plane before she secretly sighed in relief.

After she said goodbye to Oliver, she went to the supermarket to buy the necessities of life and then returned to her small apartment at eight o'clock in the evening.

She closed the door and raised her hand to fumble for the switch, but was pressed dead against the wall by a dark figure.

The domineering kisses landed densely from the top, and in a flash, great fear raged in her heart. She pushed the man who was full of alcoholic fumes on his body uneasily, "You are... hum..." Who was this person?!

"Where were you?"

In the darkness, the man's cello-like voice sounded in her ears. Rita froze, but the panic in her heart dissipated, “Liam?"☐☐☐☐☐☐