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 were turned

voice, she felt her arm

was only a white bath towel

his skin was smooth. Illuminated

and extremely overwhelming as

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

appearance was charming with a ravishing pair of

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

home last night and his several

a daze, he smelled a woman’s

It smelled so familiar.

more than anything

he had been looking

really didn’t

It seemed reasonable.

a year ago, she wore ugly

had only seen each other twice

time when she showed up, she was

he was sharp-sighted, he couldn’t

and backed toward the

night, it was just an accident. I’m not one of those women with ulterior motives. You can

opened and

and his dark eyes

what happened last night

moved but his foot stepped on an

down to pick it up,

Makeup artist: Helena.

her clothes tightly, she ran

the flirting sound of a man and a woman

Violet glanced at it and her red lips

she was a makeup artist and took

the organizers, who added something to her drink

was handed by her

the organizer to frame her up

and took a picture of the man and the woman who were indulging in foreplay. Then she turned around and

“Helena.”

behind, and Violet looked back at

“It’s really you!”

at running? Look at you. You didn’t

her

have no grudge against you. Why did you frame

that Violet was the Mrs.

naturally did not know her identity

are shameless and seduce

Her boyfriend?

Referred to Isaac Griffith?

a brutal and unreasonable young

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.

“Did you just take a