Love After Divorce

The man’s eyes were deep and dark. The hot air he exhaled sprayed thinly on her face, tickling.

Violet’s legs were a little weak and her body couldn’t stop leaning back, trying to pull away from it.

“Mr. Johnson, we don’t know each other well enough to be friends.”

“Oh? Don’t know each other well? Then why don’t we just have sex a few more times and we’ll be friends.”

“Mr. Johnson, uh …”

Violet was unsteady on her feet and fell backwards at once.

Her hands, subconsciously tried to grab something as a support.

Behind her was the couch, and by the time she reacted, she tugged Louis by the lapels and fell onto the couch together with him.

He was up, and she was down. They watched each other. Their breaths intertwined, as if they can hear each other’s heartbeat.

Embarrassed, Violet blushed and pushed his chest.

“Mr. Johnson, get up. You’re crushing me.”

“Heh, I just suggested it. I didn’t expect Miss Helena to be so impatient.”

Violet: “…”

She was not! He was full of shit!

Louis slowly got up and looked at her reddened face from above, and his Adam’s apple rolled slightly.

It seemed that he had not slept with a woman for so long so he was inexplicably interested in her.

Violet scrambled to her feet and straightened her clothes.

“Mr. Johnson, it was just a misunderstanding. I swear, I have no feelings for you whatsoever. I have something to do. I’ll leave first.”

It was really embarrassing.

She hoped Louis won’t think she was taking the opportunity to hit on him!

She swore that she just wanted to stay away from him.

“I swear, if I’m interested in you, let me go out and be kill by thunder!”

Such a phrase suddenly burst into Louis’ mind.

His dark eyes narrowed and he called out to Violet, “Stop.”

Violet’s footsteps were halted and she turned to look at Louis with a wary face.

“Anything else?”

“Did you just help Violet with the pastries? You know her well?”

Helena were the same person. Was it considered

eyes flashed, “Yes, we are very good friends. I know everything about her, and she knows everything about me. It can be

Indistinguishable from each other?

narrowed his dark eyes, and his gaze that fell on her was sharp, as if he wanted to

was a

her

her eyes subconsciously fell on one of

was holding a cell phone in her hand, but apparently, it wasn’t the phone

clearly feel the probing look in his

Johnson, I have to go to the marketing department to discuss a make-up order. The appointment time is coming up.

sharp. In front of him, she had to be cautious

the divorce could be

dress

at a fast pace, Louis’ dark

busy? That

that this woman was

out his phone, ” Harry, check someone

Outside.

her other cell phone out of her bag and wrinkled her brow slightly when she saw that it

phone in the bag was what she used for contact

doing and calling her out of the

the corner and picked up

“Hello?”

up to? What took you so long to answer my

What a rude tone!

etiquette class and let teachers teach you

dare

something wrong? I

her and tried to hang up the

kindly remind you to be careful of your good friend who was cheating on you. Ask Helena where

on the

froze, and the corners of

was to stir

never expected that Violet and Helena

things to do. I’ll

“Hey, you …”

to the beeping sound coming from the receiver and slammed her phone down in

ugly even ask her what

her as his wife at all, her husband slept with her bosom

Jasmine’s provocations, put her phone away and went

I’m looking for

was taking the Johnson Group’s artist styling business

business was taken, she will have enough

is here? Please sit down and wait

talking to a

and there was interest flashed

“Okay.”