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

smiled meaningfully, “Violet, we used to be a couple and have done more intimate things. so it’s called indirect kiss just

like a silly person in front of Louis, only to be fooled by

simply did not say anything,

her delicate face, and his eyebrows

Outside the ward.

with a thermos, and saw Louis staring at Violet with

once, Grace’s face

actually made

come

out a

that it was Grace, Violet

“Hi, Miss Grace.”

I didn’t expect you to make

at her, inexplicably with a feeling

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

knitted slightly

at his expression, and her

fish soup. Do you want

“No need.”

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

herself hard, and her eyes

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

bit her lip, looking pitiful and