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

be a couple and have done more intimate things. so it’s called

silly person in front of

say anything,

face, and his eyebrows were full

Outside the ward.

in with a thermos, and saw Louis staring

Grace’s face

and actually

Violet, you’ve come

squeezed out a

Violet compressed her

“Hi, Miss Grace.”

connected. I didn’t expect you to make soup for

inexplicably with a feeling of taking her

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

watched Violet leave, Louis’ eyebrows knitted slightly and his original smile faded

the side looked at his expression, and her eyes flickered

specially made the fish soup. Do you want to drink

“No need.”

with a tissue, and

pinched herself hard, and her

are 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

lip, looking