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!”

“pop” sound. Lights

she felt her

there was only a white bath towel

his skin was smooth. Illuminated by the light, his body was somehow

was aggressive and extremely

do you want? You’re a

a ravishing pair of

“Who are you? Why did you

night and his several old friends threw

much. In a daze, he smelled a woman’s

It smelled so familiar.

anything else, made him

she the woman he had

didn’t recognize

It seemed reasonable.

she married him a year ago,

had only seen each other twice

time when she showed up, she was wearing ugly

was sharp-sighted,

his grip and backed toward

not one of those women with ulterior motives. You can treat what happened

opened

his dark eyes

what happened last

but his foot stepped on an

pick it up, he found it

Makeup artist: Helena.

clothes tightly, she ran to the elevator with all

the flirting sound of a man and

and her red lips

artist and took an order last night

who added something to her drink when used an excuse to invite her

remembered the drink, which was handed by her husband’s

organizer to frame her up

was sulking, pulled out her cell phone and took a picture of the man and the woman who were indulging in foreplay. Then she turned around and continued to wait for

“Helena.”

came from behind, and Violet looked

“It’s really you!”

at running? Look at you.

seemed that her

no grudge

fact that Violet was the Mrs. Johnson was not well

naturally did not know

you are shameless and seduce my

Her boyfriend?

Referred to Isaac Griffith?

indeed was a brutal and unreasonable young

suffer from paranoia? First, Isaac 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

Violet shook her phone.

blushed, “Did you