Love After Divorce

Violet didn’t know what Louis was mad about, and all she knew was that she was about to throw up now.

“Mr. Johnson, this is my personal business. Can you stop for a moment?”

Louis didn’t stop, but stepped on the gas anyway.

Like a fish, the car nimbly crossed the cars to the left and right in one fell swoop.

Violet grabbed the handlebar tightly, and her heart was in her throat.

Along with her nervousness, her stomach acid was about to tumble out.

Finally, the car came to a halt.

Violet had no time to talk to him. Hastily, she pulled open the car door, squatted to the side of the road and vomited

Until her stomach was empty, Violet gasped and stood up.

Louis, the jerk! She really wanted to punch him!

Boom!

The car sped away again.

“Louis, you son of a bitch!”

Violet cursed him.

She took a piece of tissue out of her bag, wiped the corner of her mouth, and went into the neighborhood.

What a lunatic!

drop her off at

looked at Violet’s smaller and smaller figure in the rear-view mirror,

pulled the car to the side, took out

blurred his handsome

going

person who can hardly retain his

a mouthful of smoke rings, and his

a cigarette was finished, his mood had been restored to

he thought of something, then took out his cell phone and made

are you in

going back, right? I’ll

hung up the phone and started the

from a man’s arms with

I have

had a glass of wine in his hand and was looking at her lazily with an evil look

Wrap yourself up

“I know.”

dressed, leaned down and kissed the man’s face, “Honey, wait for my

“Mmm.”

of the wine, and his

……

Apartment.

for a

you

window with his hands in

at her, “Where have you

busy