Love Starts After We Break Up
Chapter 438

Her face changed slightly, and she swallowed quickly to swallow the feeling of wanting to vomit.

Not right.

It's so wrong.

When the event is over, she must go to the hospital to have it checked out.

"Violet, you got Mr. Johnson to model?"

Josie walked over and saw Louis sitting in the make-up chair with a flash of surprise in her eyes.

Violet barely suppressed the unpleasant feeling in her stomach and smiled towards her.

"Well, Josie, I've finished fixing Mr. Johnson's grooming, so you can take him to change his clothes."

"Oh, good."

Josie responded and looked to Louis, "Mr. Johnson, thank you so much really, please follow me."

Louis looked at Violet and saw that she didn't look too good and asked with concern, "Are you okay? Why do you look so bad?"

"It's okay, it's probably the lack of air circulation here, it'll be fine in a minute."

Violet acted as if nothing had happened.

Louis gave her another look and then went to change with Josie.

The smile on Violet's face faded.

She reached up and covered her chest, her eyebrows knitted together.

Too careless, her aunt hadn't come for like two months.

She was too busy during this time, and her period had not been very accurate after giving birth, so she was not concerned about the absence of her period.

If it's really pregnant, wouldn't the baby be that Hendrix's?

How did this oops happen?

Violet was distracted.

Her stomach churned again, and she hugged the trash can with a dry heave.

"Miss Helena, what's wrong with you?"

Natalie comes over to Violet and sees her suddenly hugging a trash can and dry heaving with a worried look on her face.

"It's okay, I'll go out to get some air before I come back in."

Violet didn't throw up anything, she forced a smile and headed outside.

Natalie watched her back, pondering.

What's going on with Miss Helena?

Ever since she came back from the costume design competition, her appetite has not been good.

Is dry heaving and pangs of nausea an upset stomach?

Or...

Natalie thought of something and blushed slightly.

Outside, Violet took a few breaths of fresh air before she felt a little more comfortable inside.

At that moment, the voice of the host came from the makeshift stage of the mall.

The catwalk is about to open.

Violet swallowed, took a few deep breaths again, and went back to the mall.

After some introductory remarks by the host, the walk began.

One by one, the models came out from the backstage wearing the clothes made by Josie herself.

With the sound of music, it gives people a bright feeling.

Violet watched quietly and lit up at the sight of the last male model to appear.

The man wore a silver half mask, a white casual suit, and a black dress on his head.

Much like the noble princes of ancient Silesia.

That walking look is more like walking hormones.

Sexy and mysterious.

This person is

Violet looked at him steadily, saw his thin, bare, sensual lips, and recognized him as Louis.

He actually wore a silver mask!

Is it to highlight the red lips she painted for him?

Violet curled her fingers and saw him look slightly sideways, like he was looking for something.

His eyes met hers, he hooked his lips slightly and suddenly tossed his bowler hat in her direction.

"Wow, what a handsome male model! He's looking at me, the hat is mine!"

"Bollocks! He's obviously looking at me! My hat!"

"Mine, it's mine!"

The crowd was in an uproar, and there was a lot of astonishment and praise.

A few girls gathered around screamed loudly, fighting over the hat Louis threw at them.

Violet watched the scene with dismay and a bit of laughter.

This man, if the future does not do the president, can develop a second career ah!