Love After Divorce

Love After Divorce Novel Chapter 10

“Mr. Johnson, you’re cold?”

“It’s not cold, but I don’t want the air conditioner.”

Louis glanced at her and took a pair of black pajamas with one hand and slowly took off the white bathrobe from his body with the other hand.

The temperature was high. He wanted to see how she still covered herself up.

He wanted to see her wash her face after sweating.

Seeing that he was about to get changed, Violet turned her head in a hurry and her ears were slightly red.

Oh My God. Did this man have a kidney deficiency?

In the hot day, he actually did not want the air conditioning?

So hot!

“If you’re hot, change the long clothes and pants you’re wearing.”

The man’s low, magnetic voice came from behind her.

Violet gave a hollow laugh, “It’s okay. I’m not feeling hot.”

Her skin tone was fair and she only covered the top of her neck with a specific powder.

Once she took off her long shirt and pants, she would reveal even more of her skin!

Violet lay back on the couch, looking at the ceiling and feeling the heat bubbling upward beneath her.

It was sizzling!

The temperature in the room was getting higher.

Violet couldn’t help but get up and her eyes fell on the man on the king-size bed who was reading a document.

” Mr. Johnson, let’s make a deal. I feel a little hot. Can I sleep in the next room?”

“There are no beds next door.”

“It’s fine. It’s fine. I’ll just sleep on the floor.”

As long as there was air conditioning, she can sleep anywhere!

Violet took the blanket and prepared to sleep somewhere else.

A shadow fell overhead, followed by the man’s magnetic voice.

“You’re hot? Do you want me to help you cool down a little?”

Louis came to the couch and leaned over slightly to look at her, forcing her to lean back into the couch.

Johnson, what are you talking

up at her sides, and his dark eyes sized her up

fell on her unraveled the collar because of the heat. He could see her fair chest that was partly hidden

the skin on her chest,

where are you

I told you, we’re married and it’s normal if I

slightly, and his eyes

at all comparable to

question he wanted to ask, “Violet, the hues of your body and your face, why do they have a huge

for words at

was really hard

good. Just because of this, I can be less harassed by

insinuating that

her steadily and reached out to touch her

“Hiss, that hurts.”

covered her stomach with her

hand lurched, “What’s

Johnson, get up. I have

looked at him

and watched as the

making an

seemed to be

leaned against the door

she looked at this ugly face in the mirror . Then she quickly took her makeup bag,

understood why Louis turned off

was suspicious

What a tough guy!

her makeup before she

in the room suddenly

actually turned the

Great!

fell on the man who was leaning on the bed

“Mr. Johnson, good night.”

mind couldn’t help but think of

between the two

The following day.

and

the sleeping man, she gingerly exited the bedroom

torturous night was finally

her face

Balridge Manor and get her makeup off

old Mrs. Johnson a few of her favorite snacks as usual, then greeted

while, Louis got up and

Mrs. Johnson

“Good morning, grandma.”

“Morning.”

Mrs. Johnson glanced behind him, “Louis, where’s

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