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!”

sound. Lights

she felt

and muscular body, there was only a white

skin was smooth. Illuminated by the light, his body

was aggressive and extremely overwhelming as

her wild heart-beating, “What do you want? You’re a man. It’s always

with a ravishing pair of

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

last night and his several

drank too much. In a daze,

It smelled so familiar.

more than anything else, made

woman he had been

didn’t recognize

It seemed reasonable.

she married him a year

each other twice over the

she showed up, she

he was sharp-sighted, he couldn’t recognize

broke his grip and

it was just an accident. I’m not one of those women with

was opened

reacted and his

unaffected by what happened last night

foot stepped on

it up, he

Makeup artist: Helena.

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

a private room on one side was opened and the flirting sound of a

it and her red lips tightly

the thing: she was a makeup artist and took an order

event, she was being targeted by one of the organizers, who added something

was handed

with the organizer to

picture of the man and the woman who were indulging in foreplay. Then she turned around and continued to wait for the

“Helena.”

came from behind, and

“It’s really you!”

and down, “Helena, aren’t you good at running? Look at you. You didn’t spend the last

her

Johnson, I have no

was the Mrs. Johnson

did not know

Because you are shameless and seduce

Her boyfriend?

Referred to Isaac Griffith?

was a brutal and

be your boyfriend yet.

Violet shook her phone.

blushed, “Did you just take