Love Starts After We Break Up
Chapter 311

Louis stared at his phone, his thin lips pursed.

I was about to answer it when the music came to a screeching halt.

The phone stopped.

Louis frowned and saw several missed calls on Violet's phone.

It's all from Brooklyn.

That's when the ding came in and a message came in.

"Helena, are you all right? Did you get your sister-in-law's relics?the Williams didn't give you a hard time, did he?"

If you can't get through on the phone, send a message.

That's a strong connection!

Louis' thin lips are lightly pursed and his breath is slightly sunken.

I heard from Austin's bodyguard that Brooklyn was also in Wildcross Town yesterday.

The two men's mothers are still old acquaintances.

They even joked that if they had children in the future, they would have to become in-laws.

And this afternoon, Brooklyn accompanied Violet to the Williams Manor again!

This woman, refusing to remarry herself, is it because she has a next family?

Louis' jaw is slightly tense, and his thin red lips spill out a soft mockery.

At that moment, his own cell phone rang.

Louis put Violet's phone down and pulled out his own.

It was Dominic on the phone.

The aura around Louis is slightly converged.

"Hello?"

"Brother, my sister and I have gotten off the plane. Where are you?"

Dominic and Summer are back in the country.

Louis' lips hooked slightly, lifting his wristwatch to look at the time, "You guys come straight to the Palace Hotel, I'll get you a room." "Okay, I'll see you later."

After hanging up the phone, Louis was about to turn around when a rustling sound came from behind him. Immediately after, his waist was heavy, and the woman's white root-like arms wrapped around.

Louis' body shook when he heard the woman's delicate voice ring out.

"You, you are so noisy? Come on, get out, don't interfere with my sleep."

This woman, drunk is not at all peaceful.

Louis turned around and looked down at Violet.

The woman beamed her red lips, seemingly awake, and was about to push him out the door.

The buttons on her chest were ripped open twice, revealing a wonderful view.

Louis's eyes darkened and he took her by the slender waist and brought it towards himself.

"You're kicking me out? Who do you want to keep you company, Brooklyn?"

Inexplicably, the heart is sour, not taste.

"Brooklyn? Hey, he's nice! Won't give me a face. Unlike my ex-husband, who has an ice face all day, it's scary."

Violet muttered with her head cocked in confusion and drunken eyes.

He's an ice cube face?

In her mind, is this the impression he gives her?

Louis stared at Violet's moist red lips, the corners of his mouth curved into a cold arc.

"Really? I see you hate your ex-husband?"

So in her memory, he was an emotionless ice face?

Has she forgotten how much he has helped her?

This ungrateful woman!

"Not really! He is cold, but......"

Violet burped and looked torn, like she was thinking about something.

Louis wrapped his arms around her tightly and asked in a deep voice, "But what?"

"I can't like his, he's too much trouble. Well, I'm so tired and sleepy, you get out, I'm going to sleep."

Violet yawned, as if she had finished wrestling with her inner thoughts, and muttered and pushed Louis's chest. Louis' thin lips were pursed, his long fingers cupped her small chin, and he suddenly pecked her red lips. "Can't like him? So, in fact, you like him in your heart, right?"

Violet looked at Louis with dazed eyes.

Halfway through the day, she stood on her tiptoes and kissed Louis back on the lips.

The woman's eyes are moist, drunken like a dumb bunny, so people can't help but want to bully hard.

Louis stared straight at her for two seconds, then picked her up in his arms and took a big step toward the bed.

Is he too much trouble?

He wanted her to get into big trouble!

"Violet, be good and I'll make you happy."