Love Starts After We Break Up
Chapter 508

Violet finished styling the customer and sent her downstairs with a smile.

When the customer got into the car, she was about to enter when she saw a luxury car stopped at the curb and someone stepped out of the car.

"Violet."

Louis called out to Violet.

Violet froze, watching him stride toward her with his dark curry coat in one hand and his food box in the other.

The man was so determined with every step he took in the sun.

The tall figure is upright and magnificent, so that people can not move their eyes.

Violet pursed her lips and her eyes fell on the food box in his hand, "What brings you here?"

Needless to say, he must have come to have lunch with himself.

"I had the Johnson Manor make a few small dishes you'll love, come on in and eat."

Louis hands Violet the coat on his left hand, speaking casually.

Violet subconsciously took it and followed him.

Reacting to this, it was realized that the two were moving too familiarly.

It's like an old married couple with a tacit understanding.

"Brother-in-law, Mr. Johnson, you're here."

When Evie saw Louis, a brother-in-law came out of her mouth.

But once the words were out of my mouth, I didn't feel right and hastily changed my mind.

Louis paused slightly on his feet, gave her a slight nod and burst out, "I like the way you addressed me at first, no need to be so rusty in the future."

Evie:

It seems that the brother-in-law to his sister is bound to get oh!

Go sister!

Evie scowls at Violet.

Violet cried and laughed, glared at her, and followed her upstairs.

The two entered the office amidst a cadre of employees' fresh eyes.

"Wow, that's Louis, the president of The Johnson Group, right? Oh my God, he's so handsome in person!"

"That's right, Mr. Johnson personally brought food to Miss Helena? It's too considerate!"

"If I can meet such a face rich, and gentle and considerate husband, I will wake up laughing in my dreams." "You go ahead and dream for a while."

IIII

The outside was filled with the chatter of employees, all complimenting Louis.

Violet, speechless, slammed the door shut with a ping, shutting out the cacophony outside.

Raising his eyes, he touched Louis' deep smiling eyes.

With a hint of reserved self-possession.

The man, probably complimented, was complacent.

It is also true that she is a single mother with a baby, and can be treated tenderly by such a reserved man, in the eyes of outsiders, how is she lucky.

"Why do you look so sullen? You're pregnant, you have to be in a happy mood at all times."

Louis placed the food box on the table, watched Violet hang up his coat, and spoke softly. "I'm quite happy."

Violet casually returned the question and opened the food box.

Louis looked at the side of her face and came slightly closer, his voice low and seductive.

"Is that so? Was it nice to hear them praise your husband?"

Violet:

What husband?

Also, can you stop being so self-absorbed?

"Mr. Johnson, we don't have a license yet, okay?"

"Even without a license, I'm still your ex-husband, and an ex-husband is a type of husband."

"Mr. Johnson"

"Call me Mr. Johnson again, and I'll kiss you!"

The man leaned in close, and his low, seductive voice carried a hint of oppression.

The word "kiss" made Violet's heart miss a beat.

She hurriedly moved a step to the side, her ears burning.

This man, has he taken the wrong medicine today?

Why do you keep flirting with her?

"Let's eat."

Violet said with a red face.

Louis hooked his lips and sat down.

At that moment, his cell phone rang.

Harry sent him the hospital surveillance video that he had pulled up.