Love After Divorce

“You can try it again.”

Violet froze, ladled a spoonful of soup and took a sip.

“Mr. Johnson, I think it’s just right. Do you think the soup is bland or salty?”

“If you think it’s just right, then it’s just right.”

The man smirked and Violet was amused and speechless.

Was he playing with her?

How came she didn’t realize before that he was so childish?

“Mr. Johnson, do you want more?”

“What do you think?”

“Such a good soup, it’s too bad not to drink it all. So you are going to keep drinking it, right?”

Violet scooped the soup and continued to pass it to his mouth.

Louis raised his eyebrows and opened his mouth.

“Violet, you just used this spoon.”

How did she forget about that?

“Sorry, let me go get you a new one.”

Louis had cleanliness fetish!

I don’t

a couple and have

silly person in front of

did not say anything,

at her delicate face, and his eyebrows

Outside the ward.

and saw Louis staring at Violet with

Grace’s

and actually

you’ve come to

squeezed out a smile and walked

Violet compressed her

“Hi, Miss Grace.”

didn’t expect you to make soup for

her, inexplicably with a feeling of taking

thermos and said to Louis, “Mr. Johnson, thank you again. I’m still busy, so

watched Violet leave, Louis’ eyebrows knitted slightly and his

his expression, and her

made the fish soup. Do you want to drink

“No need.”

the corners of his mouth with a tissue, and his voice

hard, and her eyes were

you blaming me for coming at a wrong time? I’m sorry. I didn’t know Miss Violet made soup for you too. If I have known, I would have come to see

bit her lip,