Love after Divorce novel Chapter 454

Leon cut to the chase.

He had little affection for Rosalie when he was younger.

It was only for the family's benefit that he married her.

If he had not found out that she had given himself such a big cuckold, perhaps he could have turned a blind eye.

And now, no divorce to stay for the New Year?

"Dad, I don't really want to interfere with your personal affairs, including the fact that you've kept a house of lovers outside and that your son is twenty-four years old."

Louis said in a light voice: "I only hope that you will consider your personal matters after you have properly settled the matter of my mother."

Once he and Rosalie divorce, he will inevitably pick up the woman outside.

His half-brother was picked up along with him.

He doesn't care if there will be an addition to the family, he just wants his father to get justice for his mother himself.

After all, the mother will die and the father is the culprit.

After Louis finished, he turned around and walked away.

Leon stared blankly at his back, reacted and hurriedly said, "You, you know everything?"

This son of his really has too much heart.

He couldn't see through him at all!

"Yes, it's all known. She now lives with your son at the Palace Hotel and runs a café. The person looks a little like my mother."

Perhaps it is the mother who is the vermilion mole of the father's heart.

Even the women he found later looked like his mother.

But so what?

He is destined to turn his mother into an outcast when power is paramount.

It caused her to die at an early age.

It caused him to grow up without a mother's love.

He despises his own father!

Without further ado, Louis pulled open the door to his room and left in stride.

Leon in the study sat dumbfounded, a flash of hurt crossing his eyes.

Yes!

Louis will never let her go!

"What's the panic, Rosalie, Greyson is my cousin's man, what's that got to do with us?"

Zakaria soothed.

"But what if he confesses that you told him to do it?"

Rosalie was not reassured.

"Don't worry, I'll shut him up."

Zakaria's tone was eerie.

Rosalie was about to say something else, when the villa door was slammed shut with a ping.

Rosalie was startled and hurriedly hung up the phone first.

She took a deep breath, barely calmed her panic, pulled open the door and walked out.

"Is it Leon who's back? What's with all the fire?"

Leon stood in the living room, watching Rosalie's heart burn with anger as she walked up to him complaining like a noblewoman.

Thinking about his twenty years as an old turtle, he raised his hand and gave Rosalie a hard slap.