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.

However, she had to pretend to be sick and take a long break from school to give birth to her daughter secretly with the help

but one of them died after

“Mommy, Mommy!”

came with the sound of the little

came back to herself and laughed, “Okay, listen

girl was out on a trip

she married Louis, her daughter had to be raised by her bosom

she must get a divorce as soon as

way, she can bring up her daughter

…

came as

In Lyonhall Villa.

in the living room waiting for

in

and

swarthy, with a few freckles faintly visible under her

still wearing unseasonable long-sleeved

looking at Louis

customized suit made him

of the superior. No one

still remembered the first time when

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

doctor said I’ll probably be in a wheelchair for the rest of my life, and my sexual function

that time, she was not qualified to say

“Yes, I’ll marry you.”

I will divorce with 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

to marry her was

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

Crotosi City, it was impossible to marry a man with disability, even

so, by mistake, it was her

“Sign it.”

voice interrupted her

her black rimmed glasses. And the corners of her

“Okay.”

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

the divorce

and was

pen and gladly signed

over by a

fell on Violet’s hands and he paused slightly as he

her face was not at all

heard that she was a

her hands was fair just because she needed to knead dough for a long

thinking about

caller ID and it was from Balridge

old Mrs. Johnson’s voice came on the

you’re getting a divorce with Violet? If you don’t want to make it