Sweet Divorce

Chapter 14 Maybe He Had an Illusion

"Well…that's not sure yet." Jacob dared not to jump to a conclusion before finding conclusive evidence.

"I want to watch that surveillance footage!" Since seeing the hope of justifying herself, she didn't want to let it go.

She excitedly pulled away her quilt, and walked toward Jacob.

However, she was forced to stop instantly by the infusion tube on her wrist. At that moment, a sharp pain like electric shock pierced her from her left hand to heart. Her thin body trembled, and cold sweats appeared on her forehead.

Rita looked back, finding a lot of blood issuing form the tube on her left hand.

She frowned and yanked the tube which obstructed her.

Although she pressed fast the pinhole with cotton balls, the blood still quickly flowed down from the back of her hand to the ground.

"Can you show me that video? please, Jacob." Regard of the blood, Rita continued to walk toward Jacob. However, the next second she was pushed back to the bed by Liam.

There was a startled look on her face.

She looked up at Liam and her brow furrowed as she said, "What are you doing!"

"Jacob, go to call the nurse to put the infusion on her again." Liam ignored her words and gave an order to Jacob, who stood behind him and was totally astonished.

Jacob looked at the side of Liam's face. He smiled at him with his eyes narrowed and replied, " Oh, ok, I am on my way."

"No, don't go! Jacob." Rita got quite uneasy when seeing Jacob was leaving; she was about to prevent him when Liam pushed her back to the bed again.

She looked restlessly at Liam who didn't behave as usual, and shouted at him, "Liam! The nurse is not what I need, the video is! Do you understand?"

"Give me your hand," Liam said and stretched his big hand to her.

Rita apparently froze.

'Uh…what does that mean?'

Before she reacted, Liam bent his back a little and grabbed her hand. He took a bigger cotton ball to press her pinhole.

At this moment, Rita found her left hand has been continually bleeding, and her white cuff was dyed red.

'Was he helping her to treat the wound?'

The previous unpleasant mood died down.

"Thanks." Rita embarrassedly licked her pale lip and said, her voice softened.

"I will ask Jacob to send the video to your phone," Liam put a bandage on her pinhole and his eyes turned to her, "you can watch it while getting the infusion."

"No, I will continue to investigate right away since I found the clue." This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

"But the premise of justifying yourself is that you have a healthy body to work. Otherwise, you get half the result with twice the effort." Liam's voice was not neither heavy nor soft, but every word he said mattered a lot.

Rita pursed her lips and lay on the bed obediently.

'He is right. She needs a healthy body so that she can do more things better.'

Waiting for Jacob now, the two people fell silent.

Rita glanced at the man beside her, she was not sure if it's her illusion—he seemed not that cold today and became a little easier to get along with.

But on second thought, she denied that notion.

'Having known him for so many years, she always sees his cold face. And that never changed.'

It must be her illusion.

After being put the infusion on, Rita stretched a hand to grab Jacob, and said seriously, "Jacob, show me the surveillance video. I want to see who touched my phone."

"Liam … " Jacob ignored her, looked at Liam and asked him.

Seeing Liam nod his head, Jacob took out his phone and clicked the surveillance video stored in it.