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!

Austin a look that he had

was about to speak,

of warning in his slightly drunken gaze, “David, remember, she’s your sister-in-law. Stay away from her in the future! If you

David: “……”

Sheesh!

as dominant and strong

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

“Yes, yes, I know.”

he looked

your husband. Don’t you dare try to throw me to

Violet: “……”

just wanted

you’re a little heavy. I’m afraid

more in the future

Violet: “……”

want to talk to

rolled her eyes and helped Louis out of the

and David followed leisurely with their hands in

bully the

as if the weight on

and gave Louis a sideways

the light, Louis’s cheeks were slightly red, and even the tips of his eyebrows were flushed

carried a hint of

Some teasing.

heart moved slightly, and took him

“Violet.”

closed the car door and strutted

“Isaac, you haven’t