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

there was only a white bath towel

looked like his skin was smooth. Illuminated by the light, his body

was aggressive and extremely overwhelming as

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

with a ravishing pair

Why did you sneak into my room last

last night and his several old friends threw a party

much. In a

It smelled so familiar.

taste of her, more than anything

the woman he had been looking

didn’t recognize

It seemed reasonable.

married him a year ago, she wore

had only seen each

when she showed up, she was

he was sharp-sighted, he couldn’t

grip and backed toward the

of those women with ulterior motives. You can treat what

opened and then

reacted and his

unaffected by what happened last night

foot stepped on

up,

Makeup artist: Helena.

Wrapping her clothes tightly, she ran to the elevator

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

it and her red lips tightly

a makeup artist and took an order last night

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

handed by her husband’s sister, Jasmine

conspire with the organizer to frame her

the

“Helena.”

from behind, and Violet looked back at

“It’s really you!”

her up and down, “Helena, aren’t you good at running? Look at you. You didn’t

that her suspicion

Johnson, I have no grudge against

that Violet was the Mrs. Johnson was not

not know

Because you are shameless and seduce my

Her boyfriend?

Referred to Isaac Griffith?

a brutal

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 of men, and you don’t lack a boyfriend,

Violet shook her phone.

blushed, “Did you just