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

be a couple and have done more

a silly person in front of Louis, only to

not say anything, and just

face, and his eyebrows were full

Outside the ward.

thermos, and saw Louis staring at Violet with

once, Grace’s face

and actually made soup

come to see

squeezed out a smile and walked

Grace, Violet compressed her lips and

“Hi, Miss Grace.”

connected. I didn’t expect you to make soup

her, inexplicably with a

said to Louis, “Mr. Johnson, thank

watched Violet leave, Louis’ eyebrows knitted slightly and his

the side looked at his expression, and her eyes flickered

made the fish soup.

“No need.”

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

herself hard, and her eyes

I’m sorry. I didn’t know Miss Violet made soup for you too. If I

woman bit her lip, looking pitiful