Love After Divorce

Violet thought drunk men were kind of cute.

A few less harsh, a few more simple and cute.

“Mr. Johnson, let’s go home. Can you walk?”

Louis looked at her and said slowly, “You hold me up.”

“Okay.”

Violet took his hand and put it on her shoulder.

Louis obediently relied on her.

He was a little heavy. Violet bit her lower lip and smiled with the two men present, “Mr. Evison, David. We’ll go first.”

“Violet, do you need our help?”

David saw that she was struggling and had the intention of going forward to help.

“Huh? Yeah.”

Violet stopped. His help was most welcome for her.

Austin raised an eyebrow, pulled David who was about to step forward, and gave him a wink.

What kind of help did she need from a guy who was senseless?

Didn’t Louis say that?

Let her help Louis alone!

a look that

about

gaze, “David, remember, she’s your sister-in-law. Stay away from her in the future! If you make

David: “……”

Sheesh!

still as dominant and

was about to ditch, no one would be allowed to

“Yes, yes, I know.”

he looked at Violet

dare try

Violet: “……”

just wanted a hand,

you’re a little heavy.

useless? Eat more in the future and

Violet: “……”

to talk

rolled her eyes and helped Louis out

David followed leisurely with their hands in their

their boss bully

weight

eyes and gave Louis a sideways

were slightly red, and even the tips of

carried a hint

Some teasing.

heart moved slightly, and took him to the

“Violet.”

away, Isaac closed the car door and strutted

was surprised, “Isaac, you haven’t left