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

as he was about to speak,

his slightly drunken gaze, “David, remember, she’s your sister-in-law. Stay away from her in the

David: “……”

Sheesh!

was still as dominant

about to ditch, no one would be allowed to get their hands

“Yes, yes, I know.”

he

try to throw me to someone

Violet: “……”

wanted a hand,

little heavy. I’m afraid I’ll

useless? Eat more in the future and grow more

Violet: “……”

want to talk to

her eyes and helped Louis out

and David followed leisurely with

their boss bully the petite

felt as if the weight on her shoulders was

blinked her almond eyes and gave Louis

were slightly red, and even

breath carried a hint

Some teasing.

took him to the car at

“Violet.”

Isaac closed the car door and strutted

was surprised, “Isaac, you haven’t