Love Starts After We Break Up
Chapter 469

Violet went back to Sky Shopping Mall without waiting for Austin to return to the hospital room.

She wanted to replace Natalie to ask if she put the saffron in the soup.

If so, why would she do that?

At this time, because the studio had just opened, her makeup counter was busy.

Some of the employees were introducing products and some were applying makeup for customers.

Violet stood quietly a short distance away, watching Natalie, who was busy in her work clothes.

She looked no different than usual.

Treating customers with enthusiasm and good business skills.

Is it really her?

At that moment, a male customer came in the counter.

He and Natalie gestured to something and Natalie took a lipstick out of the counter and gave it to him.

The man accidentally touched her hand when he took it.

Natalie's eyebrows instantly wrinkled, then drew aside a wet wipe, unable to wipe her just touched by the man's place.

The disgust on her face was clearly written.

Violet narrowed her eyes, pondering.

Thinking back to the previous point, something flashed through Violet's mind.

Natalie is disgusted by the approach of men.

On top of that, she often looks at herself with a hint of burning affection.

It is admiration and adoration

Does it mean that Natalie likes women!

And unfortunately, she's the one Natalie likes!

Violet's eyes widened, taken aback by this guess of her own.

Will this be the case?

If that's true, then the reason she had to abort herself was that she didn't want to be tied to any man?

So, when she happened to hear the news of her pregnancy from Josie's mouth, she was furious.

So they put saffron in her soup.

When she thought of the scene at noon when Natalie had served herself soup several times and seemed eager to get herself to drink it, she was more and more sure of her suspicions.

Natalie this is a freak love ah.

Why is she obsessed with herself?

Violet just felt goose bumps all around her body and couldn't help but take a step backwards.

There was a puddle of water behind him, Violet didn't care, her foot slipped and she stumbled backwards.

"Watch out."

The man held her in one hand.

Violet, stunned, looked sideways and touched Louis' burning gaze.

Deep and rolling, with an unreadable eagerness.

"Mr. Johnson."

Violet stood up straight and straightened her dress.

Louis looked at her steadily for a long time, and then pulled her out.

Violet froze and asked, "Mr. Johnson, let go of me, where are you taking me?"

"Go to the hospital."

Going to the hospital?

"Mr. Johnson, I didn't fall down, I don't need to go to the hospital."

Violet looked suspicious and said in a hurry.

Louis did not say anything, but forcefully took her to the car.

Violet was confused and watched as the man started the car and headed straight for the hospital.

"Mr. Johnson, what exactly are you taking me to the hospital for? To see a patient? Who is sick? Is it Grandma who is sick?" That was the only possibility she could think of.

Louis remained silent, but the hand holding the steering wheel tugged slightly tighter, seemingly through a hint of tension. Violet looked and looked, completely unable to figure out what he meant.

Does this man have to be so deep?

Forget it, we should know what he's up to later.

Violet stopped talking and her eyes fell outside.

Louis glanced at her, something shining in his deep eyes.

Is she really pregnant?

The baby must be his!

Because during this time, he was the only one who had close contact with her under the alias Hendrix.

He wanted to make sure she was pregnant or not.

If it is true that she is pregnant, then he will immediately remarry her!