Love after Divorce novel Chapter 251

The woman's attitude was distant, and Louis' dark eyes narrowed slightly as he called out to her.

"Wait."

Violet stopped in her tracks and turned to look at him, "Is there something else?"

Louis stared at her calm face, "You just went to see Grace? What did she say to you?"

The bodyguard reported back to him, so he knew she'd met up with Grace.

"Mr. Johnson, it's just a casual family chat between women, please remove all the bodyguards, I'm not used to being watched."

Violet said in a light voice.

Louis' brow furrowed slightly, "Violet, you know full well I don't mean to spy on you, I'm just worried about you ..."

"Mr. Johnson, I don't have anything to do with you, so I won't bother you."

Violet interrupted Louis with a bland look.

A nameless fire rises in Louis' heart.

"Violet, can't you talk properly? I care about you for something, don't you know that?"

Violet tightened her grip on the bag strap and looked at Louis, "Mr. Johnson, I just don't understand, did I not make myself clear enough? I don't want to have anything to do with you! I didn't expect President Louis to be a pervert in private."

She called him a pervert!

He is the head of The Johnson Family, but he was called a pervert by a woman!

Louis' face suddenly sank, and the aura around him was terribly cold.

He is so worried about her, and he is doing everything for her.

But it turns out that in her eyes, it's just the existence of a sex demon!

Very good!

He remembered!

For the first time in his life, he tasted what it was like to have his pride cheaply trampled on the bottom of his feet.

Louis' jaw was pursed and his thin lips pursed in a sharp curve.

Halfway through the day, he turned around and pulled open the driver's door to call his bodyguard.

"Go and bring the young master down and send him back to Balridge Manor."

The car door closed with a ping, the car a drift, sped away.

Violet watched dumbfounded as the car pulled into traffic and turned into a small black dot with a pain in her chest.

Sorry!

Louis, you're good!

But it doesn't belong to me after all!

Nose a little sour, Violet raised her eyes to the sky to keep her tears from falling.

The phone rang. Violet sniffled, calmed down, and slowly pulled out her phone from her bag.