Love After Divorce

Violet was helping out in the kitchen of Tasty Interlude Bakery when she got the call from Harry.

Yes.

She had two identities.

Under the pseudonym “Helena”, she worked as a make-up artist.

And as the ugly wife of the Johnson Family, she was also a pastry chef.

Tasty Interlude Bakery was located just downstairs of her styling studio. No one knew her secret except for a few people who were close to her.

“Miss Elliott, Mr. Johnson is back home. Please wait for him at the villa tonight.”

“Okay, Harry.”

It seemed that Louis was going to talk to her about divorce tonight!

Violet hung up the phone, and her pretty eyes flashed with light.

When the divorce talk was over, she can regain her freedom!

Then she can live with her little cutie above board!

Thinking of this, she noticed there was a video call request on her phone. Glancing at it, Violet was all smiles.

Clicked on it. A small and pink face showed on the screen.

“Mommy.”

“Erin.”

“What is Mommy doing? Are you making a delicious cake again?”

“Yes, do you want to eat?”

“Mmm! Mommy, Erin is drooling!”

“…”

This was her daughter.

Four years ago, she was working in a hotel. One day. she drank too much, went to the wrong room and slept with a stranger.

Panicked and ashamed. She fled the room without having a good look at the man’s face.

Three months later, she was careless enough that just realized she was pregnant.

The doctor said that her uterine wall was naturally weak and if she had an abortion, it might be difficult for her to get pregnant again.

And she, too, did not want to abort the fetus in her belly.

she was just in her freshman year of college. However, she had to pretend to be sick and take a

one of them died

“Mommy, Mommy!”

video came with the sound of

laughed, “Okay, listen to Josie and don’t

on

her daughter had to be raised by her bosom

she must get a divorce as

bring

…

came as

In Lyonhall Villa.

was sitting quietly in the living room waiting

was still in that bumpkin

two braids and a black

dull and swarthy, with a few freckles faintly visible under

was still wearing unseasonable long-sleeved shirt

was looking at Louis as he looked

suit made him look charming and

aura around him was powerful, permeated with majesty of the superior. No one dared to be impetuous in front of

first

just been in a car accident. Sitting in a wheelchair, he looked at her with disgust by his cold

be in a wheelchair for the rest of my life, and my

time, she was not qualified to

“Yes, I’ll marry you.”

you. Except for the 50 million dollars I give you now, and after the divorce, I will give you adequate compensation. If you are willing, sign this contract. And you’ll be the Mrs. Johnson for

later learned that the reason he agreed to marry her was the old Mrs. Johnson

a marriage partner, a dispensable replacement that would give the old Mrs. Johnson peace of

women of Crotosi City, it was impossible to marry a man with disability, even if that man was

so, by mistake, it was her

“Sign it.”

interrupted her

on the table and pushed her black rimmed glasses. And the corners of her mouth were turned

“Okay.”

were two real estate certificates worth ten million dollars and a check

the divorce

promise and

up the pen and gladly

a glass of water handed over by

hands and he paused slightly as he drank

slender and fair. And the complexion of her face was not at all of the same hue with her

heard that she was

fair just

about it,

caller ID and it

Mrs. Johnson’s voice

you don’t want to make