Love After Divorce

It was so painful.

All over her body felt like being crushed.

Frowned, Violet Elliott slowly opened her eyes.

What first jumped in to her sight was a man’s lean but strong pecs.

And the man’s tanned skin still had some fine scratches on it.

There was a man!

Violet held her breath.

Looking up, she saw the sleeping man’s handsome face.

Prominent jaw line, thin lips, high nose …

The exquisite contours of his features were like the best work of arts.

It was him!

Louis Johnson!

It was her husband whom she married by agreement a year ago!

He was back to the country!

Gasped, Violet swallowed and covered her mouth to prevent her from screaming. Gently, she got out of bed.

Breeze blew outside. She opened a screen window, allowing the early morning sunlight to shine through the room.

Looking at the furnishings around, she was in a luxury suite of a five-star hotel.

That was hilarious!

Her marriage agreement with Louis was about to expire, and they had never shared a bed in a year. But in the end, she slept with him.

No!

Last night, she was the one who broke into his room by mistake. And it was her who hugged, kissed and teased him who was drunk.

Thinking about last night, Violet compressed her red lips and put on her dress that was tore by the man.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound. Then she heard the man’s slightly hoarse voice from behind.

“You tantalized me last night and want to get away with that?”

He was awake!

Violet stopped walking but didn’t turn around.

“Sir, we’re adults. What happened last night, let’s pretend it never happened.”

She bet that he hadn’t recognized her.

Last night, she broke in without his permission. And she admitted she was the exact one who should be responsible for what happened last night!

“Heh! You’re carefree!”

Lights were

she felt her arm was dragged by

was only a white bath towel

Illuminated by the light, his body was

and extremely overwhelming as

heart-beating, “What do you want? You’re a

with a

Louis’ eyes were dark, “Who are you? Why did you

night and his several old friends threw a party for

a

It smelled so familiar.

her, more than anything else, made him reluctant to part

woman he

really didn’t recognize

It seemed reasonable.

year ago, she wore ugly

had only seen each other twice over the

up, she

if he was sharp-sighted,

his grip and backed

to be nervous. Last night, it was just an accident. I’m not one of those women with ulterior motives. You can treat what happened last

opened

and his dark

was unaffected by what happened last

moved but his foot

up,

Makeup artist: Helena.

Violet let out a long breath. Wrapping her clothes tightly, she ran to the

door of a private room on one side was opened and the flirting sound of a man and a woman came

Violet glanced at it and her red lips tightly

makeup artist and took an order

one of the organizers, who added something to her drink when used an excuse to invite her

which was handed by her husband’s sister,

Jasmine conspire with the organizer to frame her up

the woman who were indulging in foreplay. Then she turned around and continued to

“Helena.”

from behind, and Violet

“It’s really you!”

at running? Look at you. You didn’t spend the last night alone,

that her suspicion was

clenched her fist, “Miss Johnson, I have no grudge against you. Why did you frame me

fact that Violet was the

naturally did not know her

are shameless and seduce

Her boyfriend?

Referred to Isaac Griffith?

was a brutal and

I are just friends. Second, he hasn’t agreed to be your boyfriend yet. Third, you’re having so much fun with a lot of

Violet shook her phone.

you