Love after Divorce novel (Violet Elliott)

Louis glanced at Grace and then averted his eyes.

"It's getting late. Have some rest early. I'm leaving."

"Louis, tonight, why don't you stay!"

The woman hugged him from behind and the faint smell of perfume hit his nose.

Louis' eyebrows instantly wrinkled.

His voice didn't rise as he pulled away from her, "No."

There was no hint of desire.

On the contrary, there was a hint of revulsion.

In her, he could not find déjà vu.

The man strided away. Grace paled and looked at herself.

She was confident of how good her body shape was.

The lights showed how sultry she was, and she knew it.

But Louis was unmoved?

Was he a man?

The following day.

Violet did not sleep well and came to the base early in the morning.

She slapped her face and steeled herself.

"David, this is the breakfast I had someone buy on purpose. You can have a try."

"No, I don't usually eat breakfast."

"How can you do that? It hurts your stomach not to eat breakfast, so eat up."

Just as Violet reached the door of the dressing room, she heard Jessie's delicate voice coming from inside.

Violet's eyes flickered slightly, and the foot that crossed out wanted to retract.

She went in so rashly. Did she interrupt someone else's devotion?

"Sister-in-law, you're here!"

David saw Violet and greeted her.

It was too late for Violet to exit.

She glanced at Jessie and was met with an unfriendly glare.

"Morning."

Violet looked bashful and simply walked in.

Jessie was courting other men. Did her husband Oscar know it?

"Sister-in-law, have you eaten breakfast yet?"

"Yes."

Violet smiled and set her makeup tools on the table.

"This bun tastes good. Have one."

David walked over and stuffed a small bun into Violet's mouth.

Violet was caught off guard when she was stuffed with a bun and could only take a bite.

"Thanks."

Was David deliberately courting envy for her?

She wondered if this breakfast was brought to him specially by Jessie?

Look! The way Jessie looked at herself. She wanted to cut off a piece of her own flesh!

Violet swore in her heart, but when she met David's innocent eyes, she could only thank him.

"Don't be polite to me."

David laughed, "You only have the strength to make me look good when you're full."

Violet was speechless, against a burning gaze, swallowed the food in her mouth, only to feel the bun a little choked.

She took out her own glass of water and opened it to take a sip.

"Jessie, I'm coming."

A woman's voice sounded at the door.

Violet looked sideways and saw Lucie walking in with her makeup bag.

Lucie?

Wasn't she fired by David?

Surprise flashed in Violet's eyes when she saw Lucie give her a look and walk quickly up to Jessie.

"Coming? I'm counting on you for my makeup today. Put it on well oh." Jessie said.

Lucie nodded, "Thank you Jessie for giving me this opportunity."

"You're welcome."

Jessie hooked her lips and watched David, "David, I forgot to tell you. My make-up artist take off today. I couldn't find a good make-up artist for a while, so I asked Lucie to come over and help me out. You're okay with that, right?"

Hearing this, David raised his eyes to Lucie and said in a light voice, "Do I look like such a small-minded person?"

"Of course not, David is the most generous man I've ever met."