Love after Divorce

Chapter 146

Louis hung up the phone straight after he finished.

At the other end, Isaac was stunned.

He looked at the breakfast he was carrying, and his fingers tugged tight.

Louis was here last night?

And Violet was with him too?

He didn't believe it!

They divorced.

And Violet was not that kind of woman.

Isaac rang the doorbell again, but there was no answer.

So, they were really together last night?

Hospital.

Violet came out of the bathroom and went to get her cell phone.

She thought she just heard her phone ring.

But there was no missed call.

Did she hear it wrong?

"Violet, Isaac just called. I answered it for you."

Louis' voice came from behind her.

Violet blinked and turned to look at him, "You answered the phone for me?"

"Yes, Isaac brought you breakfast. I told him it wasn't necessary because we were, and are together."

Louis spoke with a bland expression.

Violet stared at him blankly, "No, Mr. Johnson. How can you just take my phone call and talk

nonsense?"

The way he explained to Issac as if there was something between her and him.

"I'm talking nonsense? We are not together last night and now?"

Louis turned to indifference and looked at Violet.

Violet gave a hollow smile, "You're right, but it just sounds weird."

"Weird?

"Violet, are you afraid Issac will misunderstand us?”

Louis slowly walked up to Violet.

His dark eyes were deep with chillness.

Violet unconsciously took a step back, and her body was leaning against the corner of the table.

"No, it's just ..."

"Just what?"

Louis came closer, and there was a hint of strength in his tone.

Violet pursed her lips and pushed him away.

"Mr. Johnson, we're divorced. I don't have to confess everything to you."

He made she look like she had been cheating on him and was caught red-handed.

There was no need for him to do that!

Louis' face didn't look good, and the surrounding temperature seemed to drop a few degrees.

Violet was inexplicably nervous.

She pursed her lips and softened her tone, "I'm sorry, Mr. Johnson. I didn't mean anything else, but I

just want to make a career right now. I don't want to be distracted from other things. It's getting late. I

have to get back."

After that, Violet packed up her belongings and was ready to leave.

"What's the hurry? Finish your breakfast before you go."

Louis looked at the breakfast on the table and said in a cold voice.

"No, I'm in a hurry."

"Don't you want to know who made you sick yesterday?" © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

His words that managed to make Violet stop in her tracks.

She looked at Louis, "Mr. Johnson, what do you know?"

Louis didn't say anything, but opened a thermos.

"Eat it."

The aroma of food wafted through the air, and Violet swallowed and looked at the thermos.

It had Scarlett Resort written on it.

So, Louis went back last night and ordered people to make it for her?

She was flattered!

Violet looked at Louis and thanked him from the bottom of her heart, "That, thanks."

Louis did not say anything, but the expression on his face was not as cold as it was just now.

So he also had the potential to be a flatterer?

Louis despised himself fiercely in his heart.

Watching Violet sipping the porridge, he took out his phone and clicked on the surveillance video.

"This is the surveillance video of the kitchen area. There are two suspicious people in it. You can judge

for yourself."